“Online shopping again tonight?” he asked, as he stood up from the couch. “Um, no. I need to write some ad copy for the store though. It won’t take me long,” she answered. “Fifteen minutes at the most.” “Ok. Fifteen minutes. If you’re not naked next to me in 17 minutes I’m coming to get you,” he warned, with humor in his voice. She stood up from the couch and was headed to her computer on the small desk against the bay window when he grabbed her and spun her around. “Bunny,” he said, staring at her intensely. “You know I love you. You know that right?” He was holding her by her upper arms, his fingers tightly wrapped around her like tiny, strong tentacles. “Yes, Scotty, of course. And I love you,” she replied. He lifted a hand up to her hair, intertwining her locks in his fingers, then yanked her head back. She gasped – stunned by the abrupt quickness of the movement. “Close your eyes,”
