For long moments, she chews on her lip. "Can it just be our secret?"

Jesus, I'm about to have a secret with this girl. My fucking heart pumps in response, my mouth dropping down to her neck and riding the tip of my tongue up the side, the roses and cream taste of her nearly bringing me to my knees. "Yes, Renee. Our secret."

Still, she hesitates. Then, "You make me feel achy," she whispers. "In places I haven't before. And I think...well, I think..."

"Yeah?"

"Would you be interested in ...