Wild Thing (The Magic Jukebox Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
He would have preferred to spend the whole day in bed with Monica. After that crazy, amazing interlude on the beach, they’d raced back to her apartment, as wet as shipwreck victims by the time they’d reached her door at the end of the back hallway. Wet was fine with Ty, though. What else could you do when your clothing was soaked but strip that clothing off? No more than fifteen seconds after Monica had turned the bolt to lock them inside her apartment, they’d been naked, toweling each other off before they tumbled onto the bed and went at it for real. He wouldn’t mind being shipwrecked with her. Stranded on a remote island, living on coconuts, bananas, fish, and sex. Yeah, he could enjoy that. But he also enjoyed the comfort of her bed, the cozy thickness of the comforter, the plush down pillows. He could imagine spending every night in Monica’s bed and waking up every morning with her in his arms, her velvety skin pressed against his, her silky hair tickling his chin. He could imagine doing this for a long time.
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