“There is something I’d like to do,” Allison said.
“This is going to sound really silly, but I’d like to sit behind you on your motorcycle. I don’t want to go anywhere. Just sit for a minute. Then a shower would be lovely.”
“Ooo…kay.” Nick didn’t question her. He held out his hand, giving hers a squeeze when she didn’t hesitate to slip it into his. “I have a simple request before we go outside.”
She tilted her head and waited for him to ask.
“Slip on your short jean skirt.” She bit her lip. He moved closer to her and cupped her ass cheek with his hand. “Be a sport, I promise you’ll have fun.”
“I have a feeling your idea of fun and mine are very different.” She stepped into her walk-in closet and closed the door, leaving him in the bedroom.
He laughed. “I’ve seen you naked and tied to your bed, and you can’t change in front of me,” he said when she emerged with the skirt on.
“I have my hang-ups, you have yours.”
“Name one hang-up I have. It won’t have anything to do with naked bodies.” He waited for her to reply, and when she didn’t, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room. “I didn’t think you’d come up with anything.”