Erik Osborne

He chuckles and wraps his slender fingers around her wrist where she holds her hand to his chest. Enjoying the heat, yes, but also gripping her with a possessive need that answers to hers. In that wicked tone of teasing he has, he leans into her and whispers, "Practice makes perfect, after all," and then seals it with a searing kiss.

Hope she doesn't have anywhere to be early tomorrow, it's going to be a long night.