Chapter 12
“You never told me about your writing.”
Tim grunted. It was all he could manage. How was it that women were able to talk the moment after amazing s*x? All his body wanted to do was melt into Macy’s mattress and never move again.
“Why?”
He shrugged and enjoyed the way her head rode on his shoulder where she’d curled up against him, once he’d managed to roll his weight off her.
“Give, Harada.”
Please, just a moment to relax into the warm moment.
She slipped a hand down his chest, past his waist, and clamped onto him.
“Okay, Tyler! Okay.”
Then Baxter decided that the fact they were talking was an excuse to jump on the bed and place a clawed foot in Tim’s gut before circling and flopping down to lie against his other side.
“Geez, a guy just can’t get a break around here.”
