“What was that for?” he asked with a knowing twinkle in his eye. Breaking away, she tossed her head and said, “What, I can’t touch you now?” A smirk spread over his lips as he questioned her, “Were you checking up on me a few aisles away?” Busted. But she refused to concede a thing. She widened her eyes innocently, clutched her chest, and mock gasped. “Who me? Never!” “Mm-hmm.” As he moved off to continue shopping, she nabbed his sleeve and suggested gently, “We can finish together.” “Is that right?” he teased. “Can’t have me out of your sight for more than five minutes, can you?” “Not when every woman on the planet starts stalking you the instant you’re away from me,” she groused. His hands fell to her a*s, and he maneuvered her so she was right up against his front. Grazing her