Excerpt from the book
“There,” she says, pulling the dress fully into place. She spins around, pointing an accusing fifinger at me. “This is the fifirst, last, and only time you’ll ever make me this wet,” she declares with a smirk before turning toward the door. Her words send a rush of heat through my body. Without thinking, I step forward and catch her by the waist, gently turning her to face me again. I press her back against the wall, my gaze locking onto hers.