"You do that. I'll be the one on the cover," he boasted, though was it really boasting if it was bound to come true? That was something he'd have to ask Tiberius someday. "I can promise you that kissing my photograph will be no where near as satisfying as kissing me."
He grinned without looking at her, more than pleased at how this evening was progressing. She was bright and amusing, not to mention gorgeous, and Mac found himself truly having a good time with their banter. "Well of course it is," he agreed generously. "Anyone who doesn't get that is very stupid. And I can promise you that one thing I'm not is stupid."
Mac considered his options, and then mentally shrugged. "How about now?" he asked impetuously. "My motto is never to wait for something that's bound to be so good."