‘I think I love the idea but I have a feeling that you might be too tired for anything tonight.’ He smiled, lowering his mouth to drop a soft kiss on her lips, surprised when she deepened it to something full of promise.
‘It’s funny,’ she whispered, ‘but suddenly I find I have untapped resources of energy these days. Must have been the white chocolate and raspberry muffin you gave me this morning before the race, but I feel there’s nothing I can’t handle.’
‘That,’ he murmured gently, kissing his wife again, ‘I don’t doubt.’
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