"There, too. Definitely." Brevity of words was becoming important. He let out a long breath when her hand brushed below his waist. "Mm. If that did all my thinking, I'd never go to work or patrol."

"Sim, uma data." He stopped groping Stephanie and reached back on the counter top to move his glass of alcohol out of the way. "Right now, a taste of the honeymoon."

As he kissed her back just as hungrily, he worked on getting his pants undone. He hoped that counter was sturdy.