Halfway There (Fool's Gold #9.75)

“Now about this sex thing,” he said, his voice teasing.

Then he reached the top of her thigh and the absence of panties. His whole body stiffened. She opened her eyes and found him staring at her. He swore under his breath.

“What are you wearing under that?”

She smiled. “I’m not sure I should tell you.”

“You could show me instead.”

“I suppose I could. But what about dinner?”

He stood and pulled her to her feet. “Dinner can wait,” he muttered as he guided her into the tiny hall and toward the only bedroom.

Later, when they’d made love and eaten the only slightly ruined dinner and had the wine, he took her in his arms again. “I don’t know how I got so lucky,” he told her. “Finding you like this.”

She smiled, bubbling with happiness. “It was all part of a plan.”