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He lifted a hand to the chain and fisted it. “This is serious too, make no mistake.”

“But this is just a cover,” I reminded him.

But his eyes didn’t agree.

I moved closer, my body flush with his until we were breathing each other’s air. “Thank you for the gift.”

“It’s only a gift if you keep it.”

I reached for his initial again, smoothing my fingertips over it, and noted the slight tremble that ran through his frame. “You’re easy to please.”

“But I’m really not.” He grinned evilly, leaning in to place a kiss behind my jaw. “I just seem to be smitten presently.”

“Presently?” I teased.

One kiss became another and another, traveling down the side of my neck. The trail of them was wet, and the nibbling that accompanied each press of lips was doing funny things to my stomach.

“Yes,” he murmured, his hand brushing over the copper dragon belt buckle the front of my T-shirt was tucked behind. “Where did you get this?”

“Why? You like it?”

“I do,” he said, tracing over it, his fingers trailing upward. “I like what’s under it too.”

“And I like that I have you on my skin.”

“God,” he groaned. “I can’t trade banter with you. You always win. I want you far too much.”

“It goes both ways,” I promised him. “Now let’s find the damn bungalow.”

“It’s an adobe-style casita, actually.”

“I have no idea what that means.”

He cupped my cheek in his hand for a second, like I was dear, and then he told me to follow him.

“Yes, sir.”

“Don’t do that,” he growled. “You start calling me sir, and we’ll never leave the room.”

“You like me.”

“No,” he said absently, studying the map. “It’s a lot more than that.”

But how much more would be too fast, so neither of us was going to say. I was overwhelmed and wanted time to think, but he was moving, intent on finding our room, and I had to hurry to catch up to him.

It turned out, we had our own small house, complete with a private patio and pool, a hot tub, and an amazing view of the mountains.

The master bedroom had a roof that could, with the push of a button, be retracted so you could sleep under the stars with nothing between you and the sky. The shower was so big, and it had no doors, just a drain depressed in the center.

“It’ll be like having sex outside,” I announced happily.

Aaron made a face like I had lost my mind and then gestured me after him through the sliding glass door to the lanai.

“What?”

“Are you kidding?” he whispered, appearing horrified.

“I missed something. What are we talking about?”