"Just what?" I smoothed my hands up and down her back, arching up to kiss her again.
Dodging to the side, Piper slipped out of my lap and sighed. "I'm not having sex in the back of my car. God knows when it's been cleaned last. Plus," she pulled at her shirt and grimaced, "I'm gross and bloody. Not romantic at all."
I leaned my head back and took a calming breath. "Fine. Yes. You're right."
Piper smirked at me, pushing my shoulder. "Don't look so disappointed. If we get home before sunrise maybe, we can continue this at home?"
Grabbing her by the wrist, I pulled her closer to me, lowering my mouth to her pulse. "Very well. I suppose I can wait."
She gasped as I licked along her pulse. I laid a kiss on it and released her.
Taking her arm back, Piper stared at me for a moment longer before climbing back into the front seat. My eyes locked on her jean-clad ass, and I held back another groan, adjusting myself in my own pants.
When Piper dropped into her seat again, she paused and lowered the rear-view mirror to look at me. "Hey, Allister?"
"Yeah?"
"Are we good?"
I smiled. "Yeah. We're good."