CHAPTER 289

He laughed. “You oughta see your look of horror.”

She noticed he hadn’t answered her question. “Are we?”

“No.” Quinn offered a wicked smile. “Unless you’ve got a hankerin’ to tattoo my initials on your sweet little ass?”

“Quinn!”

“What? It is a sweet little ass.”

Married nine years and the man could still make her blush. “That’s not what I meant.”

He stroked the back of his knuckles down her heated cheek. “That’s been part of the problem in recent years, ain’t it? Neither one of us is sayin’ what we really mean, or meanin’ what we say.”

Libby closed her eyes and basked in his tender touch.

“I wanna fix this between us, Libby.”

Me too.

Two solid raps startled them both. Quinn rolled down his window. “Hey, Cord, what’s up?”

“Just makin’ sure you didn’t get cold feet.”

“Nope.”

Cord grinned. “Good. Took a bit of finagling, but we made room. See you two in there.”

“In where?” Libby asked.

“Healing Touch.” Quinn rolled up the window. “AJ is offerin’ a class on sensual massage.”

“Are you ser