Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he nodded. “There’s nothing civilized about what’s going to happen. You can’t stuff desire down for as long as we have and expect things not to explode at some point. You okay with that?”
Lifting her arms over his head, she rested her cuffed hands against his chest. “Might not have much of a choice.”
“God damn, Lilly. Not only do I want to ravage you in ways that might be illegal in some states, I freaking like you. I always have.”
“You didn’t always make that evident.” Holding up her hands, she then winked. “Uncuff me, Brock, and we can talk about some of your ideas. Just know they’ll probably end up in a book.”
“More than happy to provide whatever material you need.” He pulled his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the cuffs. Rubbing his fingers along her wrists, he made sure she wasn’t hurt. He wasn’t willing to experiment with metal against her soft skin again. “Honey, when it’s time to restrain you again, I’m going to have to stick with silk ribbons. I couldn’t abide you getting hurt.”
Holding her hands up, she inspected them. “I’ll make sure to text you the address of the fabric store. They have satin ribbons in about any color you want.”
Pulling her close, he dropped small kisses all over her face. “I’ll get an assortment.”
“Are we going to stop fighting?”
“Absodamnlutely. We’re going to try kissing and see what happens.” Grinning, he tightened his hold.
Wrapping her arms around his middle, she squeezed him. “I’m not sure what’s happening, but we seem to have gone from zero to a hundred in ten seconds. Five minutes ago, I wasn’t sure we could make it an hour without arguing, and now we’re talking about satin ribbons and illegal ravaging.”
“It was ten seconds that was years in the making,” he said. “I’ve thought about this for longer than I care to admit, so for me, it’s not that fast.”
“Well, that’s a rationalization that I can live with. I might’ve thought about kissing you once or twice. Maybe it’s not such a crazy thing.”
“Not crazy at all.” When she buried her face in his chest and started laughing, he figured he could die a happy man. It looked as though he had a chance with the woman he’d always found irresistible. The fact that their desires were finally in sync made him happier than he ever would’ve guessed. If there was going to be a man in Lilly’s life, it was going to be him. They were going to either succeed beautifully or perish spectacularly. Whatever happened would be better than nothing at all.