She gave him a wolfish smile, lightly brushing her lips against his. There was even a soft growl, somewhere deep in her throat.

"No," she replied, grinning at what they both knew was a lie. "What ever would give you that idea?"

It was a rhetorical question. She wouldn't give him the chance to answer. Instead, her hand slid up the back of his neck and into his hair. She grabbed a firm handful and pulled him forward, kissing him again.