Napagtanto lang ni Charmel na wala pala siya sa kanyang sariling kama nang magising siya kinaumagahan. Sunlight filtered into the room - Brent's room - and the ache between her thighs confirmed that she hadn't imagined those naughty images of them in his kitchen. Kung ganon, hindi talaga iyon panaginip - kundi isang nakakalokong katotohanan.
Para talagang caramel ice cream itong si Brent with extra fudge. Delectable, decadent, hard to say no to. Pero, gaya sa mga masasarap na bagay, he wasn't the best choice she could have made. Ang kailangan talaga niya ay isang steady diet at pokus - not the ice cream and orgasms.
"Morning," he murmured against the back of her neck. One arm was slung over her mid-section, turned slightly to expose the edge of his anchor tattoo. Pinaglandas naman niya
