Next time you make love to me, do you think we might go for convention and find a bed?" She sat up gingerly.
Mikhail's arm curved around her in support. "Did I hurt you?"
She laughed softly. "Are you kidding? Though I wouldn't mind a long soak in a hot tub."
He rubbed the top of her head with his chin. "I think we can arrange that, little one." He should have realized the wood floor would not be the most comfortable of spots. "You tend to drive every sane thought from my head." It was an apology as he lifted her into his arms. His long strides took them through the house to the master bathroom.
Raven's eyes warmed, melted, her smile so loving his breath caught in his throat. "You do tend to get a little primitive, Mikhail.
Mikhail's arm curved around her in support. "Did I hurt you?"
She laughed softly. "Are you kidding? Though I wouldn't mind a long soak in a hot tub."
He rubbed the top of her head with his chin. "I think we can arrange that, little one." He should have realized the wood floor would not be the most comfortable of spots. "You tend to drive every sane thought from my head." It was an apology as he lifted her into his arms. His long strides took them through the house to the master bathroom.
Raven's eyes warmed, melted, her smile so loving his breath caught in his throat. "You do tend to get a little primitive, Mikhail.
( Christine Feehan )
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