Her chuckle answered his. “Define ‘carried away,’” she murmured, looking up at him through her eyelashes. “Because I’m suddenly feeling a need to reaffirm life.” Slowly, Summer untwined herself from Victor, holding out a hand. “Come.”
Victor’s eyebrows shot up and his eyes darkened. He took her hand, kissing her. “And in what way would we be reaffirming life?”
“I’m sure a clever boy such as yourself can come up with some way,” she purred, pulling him down the hallway. Sleepy-eyed cats flicked ears at the pair as they entered the room, then abandoned the bed and its plush coverlet entirely with a series of thumps.
“Clever man my sweet,” he murmured as he placed her on the bed and followed her. “I do believe I’ve earned the right to be called man seeing as I’ve already proved that to you love,” he finished with a wink and a hungry kiss to her neck.
“Touchy, touchy, Victor darling,” Summer sniggered. She reached up and yanked, clever fingers looking for a ticklish spot.