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here, and you asked if I wasn’t going to fight for us. And I quote”—Spender made the quotation marks with his fingers in the air—“‘You don’t want to fight for us. Is it really so easy to let us go?’” He lowered his hands. “This is my answer. I’m here to fight for us. And no, it isn’t easy to let us go.” Eyes locked with hers, he bent to pick up his bag, then stood. “We need to get comfortable with each other again.” He paused, then lowered his voice. “We need to talk, Regina. Really talk, before we can figure out if there is any us left to be salvaged.”
    Regina stalked towards him. “You better just head back out the door. Your words sound good enough, but you’re not meaning it.”
    “I do—” He paused as he realised what he hadn’t said. He walked to her, slow and steady. “I mean every word.” They stopped a hairsbreadth from each other, and he spoke even softer. “Are you up to it, Reggie? Are you willing to fight for us?”
    Regina inhaled and blinked. When she opened them, she grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him close to her. “You’d better mean it, Spencer. Because this time, if you leave me, I won’t be responsible for what I do to you.”
    “What would you do, Reggie?” he whispered against the side of her face.
    “Hunt you down. Then bring you back here and lock you in our room. You’ll be my houseboy.” She winked, then lowered her voice. “I…don’t know how we’ll do this. So much has happened.”
    “No silence, Reggie. That’s the start. Talk with me.” Spencer inhaled and stilled, shuddering as he smelt the coconut lotion she had on. “We have to have some rules. No sex.”
    “Excuse me?” she said sharply, her eyes narrowing. “I didn’t hear you say that.”
    “Yes, you heard me. I want nothing more than to take you upstairs right now and make up for the almost two years we haven’t touched.”
    “I’m not protesting.” Regina shuddered. “Hell…I’m ready to call in sick right now for the next week so I can get my fill.” She looked him up and down. “The next month, at least.”
    “Behave, Reggie.” Spencer fought for control. Before it had all gone to hell, they had been so in sync, in and out of the bedroom. They had stopped being in sync outside the bedroom long before they’d stopped being intimate. They would do this the way they’d initially got together. Meeting of the minds before the body. Lord, please let me have the strength for this. “We’re going back to the beginning. Do you remember when we were fourteen and you talked my ear off as you tried to convince me we were meant to be?”
    “I remember that you pretended that I bothered you when I talked to you when you actually liked it. My sexy self chasing your scrawny ass.” She sniffed, her eyes twinkling. “Is that what you want again, Spence?” She smoothed her hand down the front of his shirt. “My tempting you. I can do that.” She pressed her face against the side of his and said in his ear, “But we’re not fourteen anymore, and I’m not that same young girl who doesn’t know the power she has over you.”
    Spencer locked his knees to resist her. “Behave, Reggie.”
    “Practice that. You’re going to say that often.” Regina stepped back. “I’m good with us getting to know each other again. How do you want to do that?”
    Spencer blinked to clear his head and frowned. He hadn’t thought of a way to do that—he drew a blank on what to say.
    “You come in here with rules and don’t even have them all thought out.” Regina chuckled, placing her hand on her hip. “Tsk, tsk, Spence. You should know better than that. I like breaking rules, and not having them is even better.”
    “I’ll come up with something.” Spencer moved past her, deciding it was better to retreat, at least for now.
    “Let me know the rest of the rules, Spence!” Regina called, the laughter in her voice making him grit his teeth.
    “I’ll take the guest