He's been longing to get back to her bed, too. And to her lips, and her tongue, and her legs, and her hands that grow bolder the more they get to know him.

They're back to where they both want to be.

"You kiddin'? I'm up for anything you are."

He takes another healthy bite out of the pastry, down to the last corner of crust. Some of the filling oozes out over his fingers.

"Can you wear the hat again?"