Summer wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing back, and murmured, “I’m all ears. You know I’m terribly dangerous. You will have to be very careful. I can capture you with my hair.”
“Oh, I’m shaking in my boots.” He laughed against her lips and straddled her waist, not putting his weight on her stomach as he nuzzled their noses together. “It’s very terrifying hair, though.” He grinned and tangled a wayward strand in a free hand, the other hand splaying out by her head.
She nodded, making a very serious face. “It is. I could tie you up in it, just like Rapunzel. Does that make you Flynn Rider?”