Tasha announced as she bustled in with the groceries. Zenobia sighed and filled her second cup of coffee for the day, the headache still pounding at the back of her skull with the same intensity it had upon waking up. Grant had showered and left some time earlier, with his number written on a pie...
He hadn’t been back to the club in a while. The one time he had gone back, he’d seen Zenobia behind the bar, laughing, low and intimate, with Wes himself, and the scene sort of lost its attraction for him.It’s not like he was in love with Zenobia or anything. Grant didn’t do love. But he did attr...
Brent grunted, repeating the move, getting Rose to buck and spread her legs as far as they would go. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” Brent bowed to kiss her neck, the tip of his tongue lapping up at the sweat dripping down Rose’s back. Her tank top was soaked through, and Brent pushed it up higher...