" She smoothed her fingertips down his cheeks and cupped his face in her hands. " I'm not sure it can get any better." He sucked in a ragged breath. " Oh, darlin'," he said, sliding his finger beneath one of the straps of her sundress and guiding it off of her shoulder. " I promise you it can." He kissed the spot where the strap had been and drew his fingers up her thighs with a light, feathery touch. " And I'm a man who keeps his promises. "