“Tempting,” said Diane as Michael moved closer. “But I think it might be a bit obvious don’t you?”
“I suppose you’re right,” he said.
She reached up, put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer until his body was pressed against hers. “This will only work if we can maintain some discretion,” she whispered just before leaning forward and kissing him.
The taste of her lips was amazing, but nothing compared to the way his blood raced when her tongue touched his. He put his arms around her and kissed her as deeply as any woman he had ever known. He wanted to have her right there, against the car and she knew it.
“Discretion,” she said as their kiss ended and she got in the car.