Don't Date Your Best Friend (The Unfolding Duet 2 Books)
“I just thought of something.”
“No kidding.”
I froze when her hand landed on my knee and she started laughing, her eyes crinkling and dimples poking her cheeks.
I smiled, cupping her jaw. “What are you thinking about?”
Kiara let out a snort. “I know you have Anaconda packed down here.” She patted Eiffel and I held my breath. Shit.
“So, I thought that if I remove your sweatpants, your dick will spring up at my face and I will get hit in the eye. And I will be like ‘Ow, your dick just hit me in the eye!’ and you'll be like ‘Oh, fuck. Sorry.’”