Shifting so he could move the arm he'd folded between them, Ryan reached up to cup her neck, slipping his hand higher up her back to draw her closer, kiss her deeper. That was all that really mattered for the moment. Everything else could come later. "Yeah," he murmured, leaning his forehead against hers, "but can you think of anywhere better?" That was the real test. At that moment, finding her lips for another kiss, he was drawing a blank.