It's Just Sext (The Right Kind Of Wrong) - Plot & Excerpts
But he was still on the ship, out of cell range, and would be for several more hours. The only hot and sweaty she was going to get for now was a steep climb into the Santa Monica mountains. She waved to Kate, who was making her way through the parking lot to meet her at the trailhead, and hoped a vigorous hike would keep her frayed nerves in check. Lauren clicked on her phone and went to her text messages, scrolling through until she found the photo of Marc where he was, remarkably, fully clothed. A single raised eyebrow. Slightly parted lips she needed to skim with the tip of her tongue. The image made her cross her legs and clench. Lauren flashed the photo at Kate as she approached, munching on trail mix. “Isn’t he beautiful?” she gushed. “Yes. Actually looks a bit older in this one,” Kate said, wiping the corners of her mouth and trading the snack bag for Lauren’s phone. Lauren popped a small scoop of raspberry chocolate trail mix in her mouth.
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