"We were. I thought," Kip replied. He licked his lips again, smacking them dramatically. "You taste better than I recall. definitely more potent than wine. Which I forgot to get."

"I don't need anything to drink. That little bit of action was more than intoxifying."

He kissed her again. "It was all I could do to keep from fucking you on the floor."

"That would have been a little less than comfortable. My body is still humming, though. It's been ready to go all day."

"I think you need to relax." He moved her so she was sitting on her lap.

"This is how you hope to accomplish relaxation?"

"If you'd be quiet."

He pressed his thumbs into her lower back, moving them in circles. He moved up and down her back that way until she was limp in his arms. He kissed her shoulder and pulled her against him. "That's better."

"Much."

"Did you like the game?" he asked, finally.

She'd been afraid to mention it, not sure how he felt about the loss.

"It was fun. But very loud. Is it that loud on the ice?"

"I don't know. My focus is on the game. I don't hear anything."

"Colton loved it. Thank you for that."

"I'm glad. Not just to impress you."