Ambrose (The Theriot Family 5)

I frowned at him, not sure why he was bringing that up. “That’s true. I’ve done my share of all-night stakeouts and working crime scenes until the wee hours.”

“Then I don’t suppose you really need much sleep tonight just to drive into New Orleans and do some paperwork and talking.”

“I’m going to be showing my parents and sister around the city.”

Ambrose waved that off as if it were nothing. “I think maybe we should try it.”

“Try what?”

“Staying out here all night. How many times do you think you could get me off?”

I raised my brows and met his eyes. “Do you really want to find out? I thought you planned to work more on the upstairs tomorrow.”

He grinned. “That can wait.”

“You know what? It sure as hell can.” I kissed him as I began to catalog all the different ways I wanted to have him that night. And every night thereafter.