Ashleigh couldn't help giggling a bit at his softly spoken adage. "If that's true," she murmured as she returned the kiss he was brushing over her lips, "you must be an expert."
She was still painfully new at this but she had already grown addicted to the way it felt to have his arms wrapped around her, the way his skin stuck to hers after they'd made love.
"Late?" she questioned a little distractedly. "Late for what? I could... I think I'd like to do this for the rest of the day."
Really, was there any better way to spend her birthday?