“A bite of you, maybe,” Summer murmured, sliding closer. “Maybe some of that beauty will rub off on me.”
“Oh you’re plenty beautiful.” Alanna smirked as she let her eyes wander for a moment. “I assure you of that. Don’t need to bite me for that. Unless you want to.” She winked.
Summer let her voice lower in pitch, purring, “I think I might want to. I’m minded to find out if what’s said about we redheads is true. Care to join me?” She let one hand rest on Alanna’s knee, lightly.