04 - Born to be Wilde.txt (43 page)

He chuckled in her ear as he held on to her just as tight, the feel of him as solid and secure as the future ahead of them. "I'll take that as a yes," he teased.

Grinning, and deliriously happy, she pulled back and slanted her mouth across his, pouring every once of love and affection she felt for him in the depth and sweetness of their kiss. With a groan, he gave her just as much passion, a lifetime of devotion, and the promise of a happily ever after.

In time, they broke the heated kiss, and Joel pressed his forehead to hers. "Now, back to the reason why I brought you here," he said, and kissed her softly once more. "This used to be my spot, but now I want this to be our place, where we can go to when we want to talk or just be alone."

She liked the sound of that. A whole lot. "And to make out?" she added with a wicked grin.

"Yeah, that, too," he agreed, and slid his hands down to cup her bottom and lift her tighter against him so there was no mistaking how much he'd missed her over the past three weeks.

He glanced at the motorcycle, then back to her. "You know, there's an awful lot of different things we can try on that bike," he drawled in a deliciously sinful tone as those wonderful hands of his now found their way beneath her coat and shirt, and he filled his palm with her breast. "You up for a little bit of risk and adventure?"

Her entire body heated, and her nipple hardened against the sweep of his thumb. "Oh, yeah," she said, and knew that life with Joel would always include a whole lot of risk and adventure, and she wouldn't have it any other way.