““It wasn’t that funny,” Cat muttered. “On the contrary,” Wilson said. “You just weren’t looking at the request from my point of view. I was just lying there thinking that I’d never felt so used up and satisfied in my life, and then you’re asking about a repeat performance.” Cat lifted her chin in the air, then arched an eyebrow. “If the request was beyond your abilities, all you had to do was say so.” Wilson reached up and pulled her back down in his arms, then rolled until she was beneath him. When she looked up, her breath caught in the back of her throat. A bit of light was reflecting off the gold hoop in his ear, and there was a sheen of moisture on his lips, as if he’d just licked them. Without thinking, she ran the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip, and as she did, Wilson kissed her, hard and fast. Cat groaned. Wilson paused, then looked down at her. “Still interested?” he drawled. Cat’s nostrils flared as she locked her legs around his waist. Wilson’s eyes widened, then closed in disbelief. It was the last thing Cat saw before she pulled him under.””