A pair of arms wrapped around her waist. 

“Did she?”

“Yes and she sent a tape.”

“A tape?”

“What is with you and the two word thing?’ Aliesa teased as she spun around and wrapped her arms around Ritchie’s neck.

“Don’t know,” he mulled over.  “I just seem to get a bit speechless whenever you’re around.”

Aliesa blushed.  “You think you are so smooth.”

Ritchie leaned down.  “Like I said, red and you fit together Ali,” he whispered right before she swatted him playfully.

“So what is this about a tape?” he asked looking over at the table.

Aliesa smiled.  “I don’t know.”

Ritchie made a motion to reach for it.  “Well let’s find out.”

“Actually Mr. Neville,” Aliesa said stopping him. “I think it will have to wait,” she whispered her fingers lightly caressing his shoulder.  “Right now I have something else in mind,” she finished, her eyes lifting to meet his. 

Ritchie grinned slyly when her hand slipped down to his chest.  “Do you?”

She kissed his shoulder.  “You.”  She kissed his neck.  “Me.”  And then her lips met the corner of his lips.  She pulled away and headed through the archway.

“Still a tease,” he muttered as he went off after her.  Her laughter echoing in the room when he swept her up in his arms and carried her through the house.