He grinned wickedly, almost ashamed of the awful pun he was about to make.
"Read my lips," he said, leaning up to kiss her. "No kid stuff, please."
Shifting on the couch to get more comfortable alongside her, he wrapped his arms around her and toyed with the baby-soft hairs at the nape of her neck. His lips traced down her cheek and down to the curve of her shoulder and collarbone.