Ben was in his truck, window down, idling at the curb, dark lenses hiding his eyes from her, looking effortlessly big and badass.The way she wished she felt.

I’m not a lot of trouble,” she said.His gaze slid to her mouth. “You sure about that?”“Completely.” And then she flashed him an indeed trouble-filled smile.And that’s when he knew. He was the one in trouble. Deep trouble.

Trying to cool his jets, trying to let her stay in charge, he attempted to hold back, but she let out this breathy little whimper like he was the best thing she’d ever tasted.

I wasn’t finished with you, Pru,” he said softly. “I had plans.”Oh boy. “Maybe I had plans, too.”“Yeah?” Closing the gap between them, one of his hands went to her hip, the other slid up her back to anchor her to him. “Tell me. Tell me slowly and in great detail.

Okay, time to play doctor.”Her entire body quivered, sending “yes please” vibes to her brain. Luckily her mouth intercepted them. “Sure, if I can be the doctor.”His mouth curved. “I’m willing to take turns, but me first.

He stared at her. “How is it that you’re cute, sexy as hell, and smarter than anyone I know?”She gave him a small smile. “It’s a gift.

Finn smiled and blew half her brain cells. “You going to teach me how to have fun, Pru?” he asked in that low, husky voice.

You know what you are, Sam Brody?" she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. "A big, fat tease." They both knew there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. They also both knew exactly what she meant.

I don't want to dig him or his sexy self. But I keep losing my clothes when I'm with him.