TWELVE
The following morning, Audra slipped into the library on her way back from breakfast. Blushing a little, she realised Jay was right – most of the book covers featured hot men with more ink on their skin than clothing. She wondered why Jay only had the one tattoo inked down his well-muscled arm. She'd have to ask him about it some time. In the meantime, she avoided tattoos and shirtless men as she selected two books with couples on the front and then picked out one with a pink cover.
"Are you out of books?" Annette called. "The hen's party in Albina last week left a whole stack I'd never seen before. A real mix, too. Email-order brides, rock stars, virginity auctions...even a hot student-teacher romance. I've been reading them, but I'm almost done. I can pass them to you next, if
