“There was a knock on the bedroom door. “Matt?” Fuck. “Nope. Silence. “Would you be the owner of the leather pants?” “Yep.” She paused briefly. “I’m going to pass these through the door. You have exactly thirty seconds to pull… — Christine Price Copy Share Image
“It had been a nice night, but not one they’d repeat. Like, ever. Why was he dialing his phone? A few rings later, a… — Christine Price Copy Share Image
“There was a knock on the bedroom door. “Matt?” Fuck. “Nope. Silence. “Would you be the owner of the leather pants?” “Yep.” She paused… — Christine Price Copy Share Image
