IT HAD TO BE YOU
Satisfaction like she had never known filled her.
She’d done it!
She’d lost her virginity and she’d done it in style.
“Happy birthday to me,” she crooned softly to herself.
Wyatt returned in a moment, a wet washcloth in hand.
“Miss me?”
Propping up on her elbows, she grinned at him.
“Oh, yes.”
He smoothed his hand down her back, then over her bottom, circling one cheek, before stopping. Awareness shivered up her spine.
“As much as I want to explore this side of you, I think I’d like you sunny-side-up for now. If that’s okay,” Wyatt said.