The Pleasure Pact

What's love without a little bet?

So, he pops the question, and I counter with a proposition of my own.

It's a straightforward deal, really. We agree to get engaged and shut down the steamy shop until the big day. But Mr. "Future Liz" over there doubts I can hold out for even a week, let alone five months. So, we spice things up a bit.

He's all about a snowy honeymoon (ew), while I've got my sights set on the Bahamas. We decide whoever can resist the temptation of touchy-feely, naughty, smooch...