"If I let you get my shirt off, how long until you try for the pants?" Alec counters. "Or until we're making out? No Izzy, or a door," he repeats. "Lucky for you, this house has a lot of doors."

Alec answers each kiss and then goes back when he's shoved, blinking dark eyes at him. "Your turn," he agrees, voice still that little bit of hoarse. "What are you planning to do with me?"