Aiden coaxed her gently.
Laura Lowell tilted her head up to meet his eyes, which were as deep as the cosmos. After hesitating for a few seconds, she said, "You win. I think it's a waste of your talent that you're not a psychologist."
Aiden Shaw gently nuzzled her nose, then leaned in to kiss the corner of her mouth. "Sweetheart, I belong only to you. If other women get to see me, wouldn't you be losing out?"
"Dr. Shaw, you're such a smooth talker."
Laura's white shirt was already a little loose, and since the top two buttons were undone, her delicate collarbones and fair skin were on full display.
Aiden Shaw's gaze intensified. He raised a hand to cup the back of her head and crushed his lips against hers.
"This is... a changing room... someone will... see us."
Laura Lowell pushed the man clinging to her away, managing to say breathlessly.
Aiden Shaw lifted Laura's chin, looking at her flushed face. "The door is closed. No one will see."
