Forbidden Romance Tales
"Here, look at this, me zip-lining in Costa Rica."
Karolin leaned in, their shoulders nearly touching, her breast brushing his arm accidentally, sending a spark through her. The photos flashed, him grinning mid-jump, sweat-glistened skin under the sun. But then, one appeared, a half-naked girl in a skimpy bikini, her tanned body pressed against Michael's, it looked too intimate.
"Oh!" Karolin exclaimed, eyes widening at the image of the girl's curves and Michael's knowing smile.
"Oh, shit!" Michael muttered, fumbling to swipe away, but his face held no embarrassment.