His words made her lift her chin and give him her best smile again. The one that promised things to come without her using words. "If we're not going to make it to our bed, then where would you suggest we take the time? Here?" She motioned to the garage. "Almost anyone could walk past."
The plan for tomorrow could be worked out for tomorrow. Right now, Anne was focused on what Mason seemed to have on his mind: Her. And if that meant that she took the bags from his hands and set them on the ground away from where passers-by might see them next to the car and then tugged him closer, well, it was what any lady of breeding might do. Honestly.