Reaching up and cupping his face with her palm, Abi's grin turned wide and a little wild. "Every man born wants two things from women in his life," she replied, leaning forward and planting a kiss on his cheek. "Lust...." she kissed his neck, "and love.." she kissed his lips.
"Now, you have both, Mr Hemingway, what are you going to do with them?"