Spotting His Leopard by Georgette St. Clair

“For the sake of blending in, you should probably kiss me immediately,” she murmured into his ear. “Oh, the things I do for you. Any other requests?” She could hear the smirk in his voice. She pretended to consider for a moment. “Yes. There should be plenty of tongue. And you should get handsy.” He let out an exaggerate sigh. “Well, if you insist.