Lindsey is quite the touchy feely girl at times, "when she casually let her hand drift over the growing bulge in my sweats, she said against my lips, “Sure is a good morning.” Nash likes to give his girl experiences, “we’re playing proper tourists today, remember? That means shopping. And if you picked up a few scanty pieces for the bedroom…” I trailed off and rubbed her pouty lower lip with my thumb. “I don’t suppose I’d mind.” I liked this book, I loved Nash.
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