She found her feet.

Rhiannon kissed his chin, his throat. Sensitive ears picked up the noise of a leather belt slipping through denim loops and a buckle clattering on the pavement. Next, a button being unfastened and the metal teeth of a zipper slowly, slowly coming down. She met Cian’s eyes as she worked her jeans over her hips and stepped out of them. A pair of black panties dropped to cover the silver eyelets of her boots.

“Show me something,” she said.

Rhiannon put her hands around his neck.