I smiled against his mouth and heard a cough from the doorway.
“Not to interrupt, but we’re ready to start.”
“Thank you, Joe.” George smiled at him and winked at me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I reached up and wiped his lip again.
“Red isn’t your color.”
“Oh, it is. It’s my favorite color,” he said into my ear. “As long as it comes with you, that is.”
“Lips or underwear?”
“We’ll arrange both.”
I grinned and pinged my bra strap. “I already did.”
He dropped his arm, bent back, and lifted my dress. I shrieked and jumped away,
