“Ryder squared up to her, hands on her hips and head ducked down. He lowered his voice. “I want to high five your pelvis with my pelvis.” “Ryder,” she warned, trying hard for a straight face. “I want to touch belly buttons.” “Stop.” Now she had to bite her lip hard not to laugh. Ryder lowered his voice to a seductive whisper. “Let’s make our nipples kiss.”
