Gina.
“So, what are you going to do?” Denver asked me after we had both cleaned up and were just lying down on the bed and listening to each other's heartbeat.
“About what?” I asked, trying to understand what he was asking.
“Your dad. Sorry,” I meant Lucas Amel,” he said, quickly correcting himself so as not to piss me off.
The funny thing was, I was in a much better mood now. Who could have thought that great s*x would fix my bad mood? And despite having a little soreness down there, I was still f*****g in the mood to get some more action.
“I don't know; I think you guys should decide what you want to do with him, and whatever that thing is, maybe I don't want to know about it,” I said while letting out a deep breath.
“You do realize that the only punishment that is appropriate for
