Autumn just can't help where her gaze tends to land when her man is basically flaunting it, "...greedy gaze drops to his front, and my cheeks grow warm. Not like he’s sporting a boner or anything, but I can tell it’s… Impressive. “Quit checking out my junk and get me a towel,” he demands." It's good to know Ash has fantasies of his woman, “indulge me for a little while, Callahan. I’ve been dreaming of getting my hands up your cheer skirt for years,” he drawls, his gaze dropping to my exposed thighs." I liked this book, I loved Ash.
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