“Maybe just a little.”
He took the ring out of the white silk bedding and slipped it on her finger. “Let’s try it here instead.” It fit perfectly, of course. Officer Donovan missed no detail. “I know it’s not traditional, but you like red and I like the idea of making our own tradition.”
“It’s perfect,” she assured him and leaned in to give him a long, heartfelt kiss. They were both breathing heavy when they drew apart.
“I love you, Roxy.”
“I love you, too.” She burrowed her hands under his sweater and pressed them to his warm, hard abs. “Take me home, West. I’m feeling reckless.”
He caught her wrists but didn’t move her hands. “How reckless?”
She gave his lower lip a quick, hard bite before replying, “Very reckless. Very wet and very reckless.”
He scooped her up into his arms and carried her back to the passenger seat of the pickup. “I wouldn’t wish you any other way.”