20
Gage
The nervous energy crackled between us as I drove Avery in the direction of my small apartment. Her delectable insinuated offer made my pants grow tight in the crotch. I couldn’t imagine anything in the world more tantalizing or invigorating than making love with the smart, kindhearted, funny, and magnificent woman beside me would undoubtedly be, but she would likely run far and fast in the other direction if she knew my secrets.
Deciding it wouldn’t be fair to claim her body as mine without at least partially filling her in, I cleared my throat and said, “There’s something I need to tell you.”
“Uh oh, that’s never followed by anything good,” Avery said in an ominous tone before adding, “Look, I’m wearing my second-favorite b*a, so I’m taking that as a clear sign that it’s time
