Forbidden Fruit Taste So Sweet
"Yes, yes, whatever! He looks like sex-on-a-stick, and his butt is to die for—are you happy I admitted that? Or do I have to tell you more things, like I entertain the idea of sinking my teeth into his ass whenever he bounces it around?"
"No, I get the point," another voice says from the doorframe, and the second I see Killian's amused smile, butterflies wage wars inside my chest. I turn tense, sitting on needled as I wait for those curled, lush lips to speak again. "How about I cook the two of you dinner? If you want, I could serve it on my ass."
Brooklyn snorts and then starts giggling like a schoolgirl. My cheeks turn searing hot, and I turn into a brick of ice, deadly still when Killian