Sweet Dreams
“No, just eight inches long. I also have wicked stamina . . . and an advanced understanding of female anatomy.”
My insides clenched violently. Fuck.
Now it was his turn to smirk. “You having a problem there?”
I spread my hands in a who me? gesture, my wine sloshing a little in its glass. “Jeez, Jace. I’m sorry, I’m just a little fucking thrown off here. Besides I know nothing am just a lot girl from Kentucky.”
His smile was devilish. “We’re both adults now, so there’s no reason we can’t discuss sex without it turning weird. Besides, you’re the one who brought it up.”