"I might be..." he replied before nipping her neck with his teeth.

Ciaran's fingers curled against the inside of her thigh. He knew for a fact she wasn't hiding anything underneath what she was classing as a dress, and he didn't have anything either...which only left one option.

They were going to acquire some drugs from downstairs.

Good in some respects, but so very, very frustrating in others. He sighed and rested his forehead against her shoulder.

Next time? Drugs, then upstairs.

"Lead the way."