Page 142 of Drunk on Love

“Have I told you recently how much I love you?” she asked him.

He raised his eyebrows at her.

“That depends on what you mean by ‘recently.’ ”

She laughed at him again, her hands on his hips.

“Okay, but I have one question—how much time do we have before we have to leave for the airport?”

He let his thumb circle her nipple.

“I allowed enough time in our travel schedule today for any necessary... distractions.”

She smiled widely.

“I love you so much.”

He bent down to kiss her, then stopped.

“Oh, wait! I forgot to put hiking boots on the list. Do you have room in your suitcase for them?” He waved that away. “That’s okay, you can just wear them on the plane.”

She put a hand on his chest.

“Luke Williams, I know that in the seven months that we’ve known each other, you have absolutely not come to theconclusion that I would want to go on any sort of vacation where hiking boots were necessary. Or that I even own hiking boots. Do you think I would even go on vacation with someone who wanted me to bring hiking boots, let alone trust them enough to let them plan it? Do not even think you can fool me that way.”

He grinned at her.

“It was a good try though, right?”

She laughed, and rolled on top of him.

“A very good try.”