“Trust me, Teddy. I know.” Sara’s voice is soft but sure, and it sends a tingle drifting straight down to my balls.
. I knowShit. I guess she does know from personal experience.
ShitMy heart beats faster, and I can’t help but wonder if she still thinks about hooking up with me. Probably not. I mean, it’s ancient history, right? But right now, she’s looking at me with those gorgeous sky-blue eyes, and I have to wonder.
Damn, that’s an arousing thought, and my body responds accordingly. Which is a little inconvenient for me because we’re seated in a booth across from each other at a diner exchanging bad hookup stories. Weird, I know. But there’s something so freeing about being with her.
DamnAt the engagement party tonight, I had to be on, the pro athlete everyone expects and wants a pie
