Chapter 24
How an evening could turn. How it could impact your thoughts, your actions, and possibly, ultimately, the course of your life. Quinn could hardly wrap her head around how, just moments ago, her fingers had been deep inside of Maya, and Maya had cried out her name as she clamped onto Quinn, and her fingers, for what seemed like dear life.
One thing was for sure. Morgan could not be further from her mind, because Quinn’s brain was suffused with all things Maya, who was still as gorgeous and elegant as ever. And as willing to play along.
“Jesus,” Maya said, as she pulled Quinn against her. “I can’t believe you just did that to me again.”
Just maybe, Quinn thought, as she nuzzled her lips against the warm skin of Maya’s neck, there had been more between them that night than they
