Goosebumps rises beneath his fingertips, and her scent intensifies, that powerful emotion mingled with desire and hope and a pure, wild joy.

She laughs against his chin, and then recaptures his mouth, deepening the kiss, letting him feel a hint of her own hunger. Her hips rock against him, revelling as she feels him growing hard, even through the layers of fabric.

She barely notices the dog and the freshly delivered blanket.