"Maybe you should stop fishing for them," she told him. "That's right. It's all about the dress. It has nothing to do with you," she continued on. "Is that my warning? That you might move on from the dress to what's under it?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying my ass feels like a peach?" she asked before kissing him again. "And you seem to be finally catching on to all of these hints," she teased. "Let's just leave it at the fact that you like everything I've put on today." She took a few steps back until she was up against the wall. She pulled Scott close and wrap a leg around his waist. "Also, you talk too much."