I like what alcohol does to Abby, it looses the girl up, “no, I don’t want you to,” she admitted, breathless. “But we should. We . . . oh God . . .” Her fingers clutched his hair as he devoured the sweet spot on her neck. Her back arched as she pressed against him and moaned. “Pierce, this is crazy. We’re in a car, pawing at each other like horny teenagers.” I really liked this book Pierce was a fun, loving guy.