“(Olivia) “I’m stopping at the next exit for gas. I’ll get rid of the scrubs. You get out and walk around or by the time we get to Miami you’ll be too stiff to move.” “Don’t worry, when I get… — Rita Henuber Copy Share Image
“He (Rico) moved to look at the speedometer. “Come on, Olivia. The speed limit is 70. You’re doing 95, and this car is ticket… — Rita Henuber Copy Share Image
“(Rico) “Can’t wait.” “Neither can I.” She prepared herself for another go-on-forever kiss. It didn’t come. Between gentle darting kisses, Rico nibbled her lips… — Rita Henuber Copy Share Image
“(Olivia) “I’m stopping at the next exit for gas. I’ll get rid of the scrubs. You get out and walk around or by the… — Rita Henuber Copy Share Image
“She closed tight around him, pulsing. Rico’s fingers dug into her hips. His movements quickened and he found his rhythm. She wrapped her legs… — Rita Henuber Copy Share Image
“(Rico) “What’s it going to take to get you to dance with me?” She crooked her index finger and motioned him to come close.… — Rita Henuber Copy Share Image
“(Olivia) “What is all of this, your James Bond room?” “You could say that. It’s my backup.” He opened cabinets, took out a pill… — Rita Henuber Copy Share Image
