"I love you, too." With more finesse than he knew he possessed, Marcus opened the door and kicked it closed behind them. He crossed the room to the bed, lowering her onto the mattress before climbing up to join her. There he resumed kissing her, running his hand up and down his back. She snaked her own under his shirt, running her fingernails over his skin. He shuddered. Abandoning her lips, he pressed gentle kisses down her neck and across her collarbones. "Too many clothes," he murmured against her shirt.