CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
“Goodness, gracious.” Max snuggled beside Leslie, pulling her leg over his middle. “My, my, my.”
She laughed, kissing his sweaty chest. “Did I surprise you?”
“Oh yeah.” He laughed, gaping at the ceiling. “That was incredible.” He kissed her. “You got that good stuff.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.” She pinched his n****e. “Now I see why all those women were hollering.”
He blushed, stretching. “Did this happen?” He stroked her hair. “Did we make love in this motel room?”
“Oh, yes.” She kissed the inside of his arm. “We did.”
“I hope no one pinches me because I don’t ever wanna wake up from this dream.” He tangled his fingers between hers. “I can’t wait to show everyone how crazy I am about you.”
“Or we can keep it between us.” She straddled him, the room alive with
