Page 62 of The Boyfriend Effect (Frisky Business 1)
A shiver runs up my spine, but not from the cold . . . oh, I’m plenty warm now. Our lips touch, so soft and tender that I’m tempted to take his hand and sneak him back to his car, where we can do more than just talk about sex.
“Oh yeah? That box?”
Hayes pulls me a little closer. “Mmm. I was thinking we’d stow it away in the nightstand. Easy access.”
“We should probably leave one or two in the kitchen. And the living room. And the bathroom. And the car. Both cars. You know, just in case.” I give him a flirty wink.
A rich, contented laugh resonates from deep inside him, wrapping me in love. “Whatever you want, dove. Whatever you want.”
And I know he means it. Hayes would give me whatever I want—the whole world, if he could. It’s a comforting feeling, and one I’m so incredibly grateful for.
