Her body warmed at the feeling of his teeth against her neck and she really wished that they were somewhere private. A quick look at his face told her that he felt the same way. It took everything she had not to melt at the dark, hungry look in his eyes.

She didn't remember purchasing the items that they needed for his red bean cakes. The only thing she could concentrate on was the feeling of his hand in hers and the weight of the bag with her fish and the needed items for them.

When they arrived back at their home, she couldn't decide if she wanted to go to a bedroom or take care of her purchases first.