" It's our first outing as a couple," she said, her smile surprisingly shy.
"You know what would be nicer?"
He lowered his head to whisper in her ear every filthy thing he'd do to her later, and by the end of it she was leaning into him, her breathing accelerated.
"You don't play fair," she muttered, tilting her face up to his. "The least you can do is kiss me."
"I'm not into PDAs in the middle of Melbourne," he said, struggling to not laugh in the face of her outrage.
"You better give me some kind of public display of affection right here, right now, mister, or I'm going to torture you."
"How?"
"By telling you I'm going commando under this dress and your naughty wordplay means I won't be sitting down the entire time we're in the bar."
With that, she strutted up the steps in front of him, leaving him with a raging hard-on and lamenting his urge to tease, because Harper had matched him quip for quip while upping the ante.
She was magnificent. "

― Nicola Marsh , The Man Ban