“No weather control?” I teased.
“That power lies with a greater authority even than mine,” he said gravely, although I guessed he was teasing me back…just a little.
“Well,” I said, after I had drained the last of my coffee and set down the mug, “I think I know of a few indoor activities that should keep us busy….”
I couldn’t see myself, of course, but I had a feeling that, for the first time, the gleam in my own eyes matched the one in his.
As it turned out, I didn’t make it home until almost eight o’clock that night. Even then I had to plead exhaustion as well as a certain soreness — there were limits to how many times a woman could have s*x in a twenty-four-hour period, no matter what the porn industry might want people to believe. Luke finally relented and drove me home, my evening
