"For now," Annie agreed quietly. Their track record for not rolling over on things they had in bed with them was, you know. What it was. She moved to carefully put the strawberries on the opposite nightstand from the champagne, wasting zero time in returning to kiss Diego again once that mission was accomplished.

The handcuffs, mind you, she'd kept pretty good track of. No losing those in the bed, for very different reasons, and she carefully nudged them closer to Diego on the bed as she leaned in to kiss him.