She slipped her credit card out from the top of her dress and handed it to Michael, laughing when he stared at her with a surprised grin. “I had nowhere else to put it.”
He slid his hands up her back and pulled her close. “What else is in there?” he asked as he peered at her modest show of cleavage.
“My driver’s license.”
“I have pockets, you know. You could have given me your cards and phone to hold for you.”
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