"I'll check the fish and give you a few minutes to think about it," Alec said. "Consider it carefully, but no pressure. If you aren't ready, I'll ask you again and again and again—as many times as it takes."
I nodded. "Go take care of your fish. He's waiting."
Alec sat on the edge of the bed to pull on a pair of pants. The muscles in his back flexed and receded. Alec's tiger seemed alive with the motion.
What would the tiger do? The tiger would take what he wanted—fight for it if necessary. And I wanted Alec. It was ridiculous to be fighting against him instead of with him.
I rushed to the closet. Now that I'd made a decision, I was eager to be on the way. Blush-colored blouse, cream skirt, nude pumps with gold trim. Matching lingerie set. I took my haul to the bathroom for a quick shower.