Strange Adventure

by Craven, Sara

  Lacey crossed her arms behind her head and watched him.

  `Andras mou,' she murmured as he slid into bed beside her.

  `I approve of the sentiment.' He drew her into his arms, his hands gentle. 'But your pronunciation needs correction.' `But not now.'

  `Certainly not now,' he whispered as his mouth came down on hers.