Her legs felt weak as he raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh?" he inquired.

She said, "Tequila," and all he did was grin.

He just decided that they would need solitude this time, not that he had forgotten the tequila.

After guiding her to his suite, he opened the door to let her see the dimly lit space by candlelight. In front of the fake fire, a sheepskin rug was laid out on the floor and soft music was playing. Grasping Cassie's hand, he pulled her into the space. There was a ...