"Here?" Rory looked down at those unfastening buttons with arched eyebrows and a teasing smile, following Pippa's lead with an enthusiasm that belied the mock-scandal in his tone. "Why Miss Kerr, whatever shall I do with you?"

Once they were in the back room, though, his wandering hands and nuzzling lips said that he clearly had all sorts of ideas on just what to do with her. "Mmmmm ... you feel wonderful." Her throat muffled his words as he slipped his hands under her top, stroking the soft skin of her sides as they slid upward.