have you?
Why would I? What
he might lack in looks,
he more than made up for
in fringe benefits.
I explained about the tattoo.
You really wanna piss her off,
try a piercing. Want to see mine?
I couldn’t find studs in his
ears, lips, or tongue. Which
pretty much left one place.
“Didn’t it hurt?”
Like a mother. But it feels
awesome now.
He guided my hand
just south of his zipper.
Kristina recoiled.
Bree—well,
Bree was Bree,
to Chase’s great pleasure.
Hee hee. So want to take
a little ride? Got my truck outside.
I started to protest.
I had some serious
shopping ahead.
And Bree or no Bree,
I wasn’t about to do
Chase Wagner.
No strings. I just want to get
to know you better.