“And that is?”
“At least one more than Maia. We’re very competitive, you know.” She couldn’t help grinning at his expression. “And she wants at least four.”
“Four? But that means—”
“Six, at least six. Can’t have an odd number.”
“And you know what that also means?”
She shook her head.
“Practice. Lots of practice.”
He slipped his hands to her bottom and he drew her tight against his hips and kissed her in a way that made her forget about numbers, about everything except the power of the love that existed between them: a power greater than any magnetic force on earth.
THE END