Then He Kissed Me by Laura Trentham

Tally's reactions were sometimes numerous, “look, you knew me as a weak, wimpy kid, but you need to accept me as a grown man. I know it’s hard—” A borderline hysterical giggle shot out of her. She could still feel his very prominent erection against her hip." Nash is not a bashful man, “if I’m not inside of you in thirty seconds I’m likely to embarrass myself in my pants. Get naked— now.” He pushed her to the seat and worked on his zipper." I enjoyed this book I loved Nash and Tally.