That’s right, honey, state your claim on Mr. Yummy Pants. I’d do the same if I were you.”

A grin ticked at my mouth. I swept my gaze over the muscled roundness of Bones’s ass, which his black jeans only highlighted. Then I gazed at the snug fit of the front that had nothing to do with the cut of the denim. Finally, I met Tyler’s chocolate-colored eyes and winked back.

Autore: Jeaniene Frost