Luscious. She lounged with one hand resting on his seat back, the other slapping the roof of the car in time with the rapper on the Miata’s sound system. “Loose looks good on you, Lyssa.” She threw her head back with an open-mouth grin. “Perfect weather, fast car, hot driv...
Gianessa punctuated her words with sharp raps of the wooden spoon on the edge of the counter. Whatever had possessed her to flirt with Justin Cushman? He probably liked wealthy, sexy, sophisticated women, and she was none of those. Throwing in those hip swivels, what was I thinking? &...
