A smirk pulled at Terry’s lips as he slowly moved to embrace her waist and wrap his strong arms around her. He dipped his head to brush his lips down her neck and to her shoulder, smelling her as he did so. He then raised back to look at her lazily.

“You’re getting shagged tonight, regardless,” he said calmly a hand wandered to squeeze the back of her thigh.

Luciana sighed and huddled forward to press their foreheads together. “I need to think of new rules,” she said with a pout.

Terry chuckled and surprisingly, nuzzled her face with his. He usually wasn’t so affectionate. “Name your hoops, love,” he said gruffly. “I’ll gladly jump through them.”