Daynes POV
“Wayne, I’m not sure this is the best idea.”
Dayne didn’t pause as he continued to stuff clothes into a duffel bag. In went a couple of t-shirts and jeans, and that was all he needed. Mostly, he filled the bag with clothes for Talis. He’d started with the underwear drawer and had spent far too long imagining her both in and out of them.
Then he’d spent an equal amount of time appreciating how Talis didn’t wear bras, since it seemed Savannah had bought her ones that were too small. Not that Dayne was complaining. Her breasts were incredible, beautiful with kissable rosy pink n*****s. They were much larger than her slender frame suggested, and she was very sensitive to his touching them.
When he’d stroked them and taken them into his mouth in the bathroom, within seconds she’
