“I have one—in my apartment in Berlin, so I borrowed an old-fashioned one from one of my neighbors.”

Anja ignored the reminder that Susanne’s home wasn’t here in Freiburg and instead pressed a kiss to the base of her thumb. “So we’re both out of order, in a manner of speaking.”

“Just my hand, not my mouth,” Susanne answered.

A flush swept through Anja from head to toe as erotic images of what Susanne’s mouth could do danced through her mind.

“What?” Susanne tickled her lightly. “I was talking about another kiss.”

“Sure.”

“No, really.” As if to prove it, Susanne slid down on the couch a little and kissed her, and Anja forgot about the conversation and about everything else.

“If I don’t leave now, I’m going to fall asleep like this,” Anja murmured, sounding already half asleep. Her head was tucked beneath Susanne’s chin and her cheek pressed to her chest. Her warm breath teased Susanne’s skin where the front of her top dipped low.

Susanne opened one eye. She’d been pretty close to drifting off too. After her libido had finally settled down, she was content to just hold Anja. “What would be wrong with that?”

“This couch isn’t meant for two.”

“Then come to bed with me,” Susanne said.

Anja lifted her head off her chest to look at her.

Susanne chuckled. “To sleep.”

The eager glow in Anja’s eyes was just too cute. “I’d love that. The thought of traveling all the way across town and crawling into my cold and lonely bed isn’t very appealing right now.”

Driving her home and then returning to her empty—well, now slightly less empty—apartment didn’t sound great to Susanne either. “So then stay.”

“If you’re really okay with it…”

“Why wouldn’t I be? It’s been a long day with all the rushing around to get everything ready in time for our date, so I’ll probably fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow. You don’t have to worry about me not being able to keep my hands to myself.”

“Who said I was worried?” Anja’s tone was low and husky. “At least not about you.”

Susanne grinned. It was good to know that Anja was affected by their physical closeness too. Not that her reaction to their kisses had left much doubt about it. She kissed her softly. “I’ve got faith in you.”

Susanne gave her a T-shirt to sleep in and a spare toothbrush, and they took turns in the bathroom. She settled into bed with her back against the headboard and pulled the duvet up to her hips while she waited for Anja. Her hands curled around the blanket. God, why was she so nervous? Nothing would happen tonight.