Dirty and Sinful Collection
His smile was easy, like he already knew me.
“You ever read this?” he asked, holding the book up.
I glanced at the cover. “Years ago. Depressing, but brilliant.”
He stood up fully. God. He was tall and lean but not lanky. His whole physique felt just… right.
“Yeah, I think I’m in the mood for depressing and brilliant,” he said. “I’m Jake, by the way.”
“Lena,” I said, and we shook hands. His grip was warm and firm.