Getting that Groove Back

"Love you too." he said as he kissed her neck and moved off of her gently, pulling her to him.

"...um, Scott?" she said. "Handcuffs." she chuckled lightly as she tugged at them.

"I like you in them." he joked lightly, rubbing her back.

"I don't like them very much." she joked with a pout.

He chuckled and kissed her lightly, reaching up and undoing the cuffs, rubbing her wrists.

"Finally." she said. "I think I bruised them from yanking them so much." she chuckled.

"Worth it?" he asked as he kissed her wrists.

"Mhm." she nodded. "Very much worth it."

"Good." he kissed her cheek. "Satisfied now?"

She nodded. "Very. You?"

" 'Course." he said.

"Good." she said. "Just making sure I wasn't bad or anything." she chuckled as she placed a kiss on his chest and wrapped an arm over him.

"That's the last thing you could ever be."

"I would hope not." she said. "Definitely can't have that."

"Well practice makes perfect." he chuckled.

"We will just have to practice a lot over the years." she joked.

"Good thing I've got you for a while then."

"And then when you don't have me?" she teased.

"I'm sure I can find a Victoria's Secret catalog somewhere."

"I'll put my head on the girls' bodies." she joked.

"Thanks." he chuckled. "Even though I like your body just fine."

"Well, I have been working very hard to get back into shape." she said. "I guess it paid off."

"More than you'd think, even though I thought you looked fine before."

"No way." she chuckled as she shook her head.

"You did." he nodded.