He reached into the gift bag and pulled out a small dry-erase board and marker. He didn’t even try to hide his disappointment. “I thought you’d get me something sexy.”
“If you use that to communicate instead of talking, I have another surprise for you.”
“Yeah?”
“You’ll probably like this one better.”
He uncapped the marker and wrote OK on the board.
She reached up and cupped his face in her hand. His cheek was rough with a day’s beard growth and she took a moment to enjoy the texture against her fingertips. She then kissed him tenderly. “If you’re a good boy, I’ll be a very naughty girl.”
VERY naughty? he wrote.
“Very, very naughty,” she murmured and kissed him again.
His gaze caressed her skin in a most distracting fashion. She was determined to get through this meal witho
