Of course I had to read this bookie, it had a pretty cover. Finn I loved him, he doesn't play by anyone's rules just his own, "I'm kind of an expert in the frontal area." Finn grinned and his eyes sparkled. "It's my thing." I mean he's protective, "says me," Finn said, stepping out of the shadows. He flexed his fists and stepped closer to me. "Go ahead. Give me a reason to punch your effing face in, and I'll gladly oblige." His mind is an interesting thing, especially when it involves Carrie, "he wouldn't know what to do with Carrie if he got her. Carrie deserved someone more experienced. Someone who would know how to make her scream out in pleasure and wouldn't completely miss her clit while going down on her. Someone like...me." He's a cocky smarta** as well, "I know." I looked down at myself. "You said lose the towel. You also said you didn't want to see me half naked anymore, so here you go." Although there wasn't a cliffhanger you can tell these two still have some hurdles to get through so we'll see what book two brings.
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