Maybe it was the hint of vulnerability and pleading in Leslie's voice that got to Broderick-his heart just melted a little.
He awkwardly reached out and gave her head a soft pat.
Feeling his response, Leslie's eyes lit up. She instantly pushed her luck, snuggling deeper into his chest so that her hair brushed against his neck, making it itch slightly.
Then she tilted her head up from his arms, her tone soft and teasing, "Babe, how about we... finally have our wedding night tonight?"
Wedding night?
Broderick almost choked on the words. He coughed hard, a flush creeping up his face.
He helped Leslie sit up from his arms, took a sip of water and tried to get his breath back.
"Stop it, Leslie."
"I'm not kidding though. Ricky, are you... um, you know... not quite up to
