Jordan jerked back to the present and turned when she felt Dagger’s hands sliding down over her shoulders. Brushing a kiss along his jaw, she reached up to undo the fastenings on the shirt he was wearing. When she was finished, she slid her hands back up to push it off his shoulders.
“What were you thinking about?” he asked in a husky voice.
“When you took me for a tour of the mountains not long after we arrived on Rathon,” she murmured, tracing the scars on his shoulder with her finger. “Do you remember Saber’s reaction to Taylor’s outfit?”
A low chuckle escaped Dagger. “Yes, I remember,” he replied, bending and pressing his lips to the smooth skin of her shoulder. “The entire day, I kept thinking of what you would look like in such an outfit. I also remember the kiss before I left. I
