Sunday morning, Reed awoke again with a b***r. This was getting ridiculous.
You have yourself to blame.
It was true. He should have pulled back when she kissed him yesterday in the office. He’d been kicking himself ever since. Then, she flashed her naked backside to him.
Motherfucker!
His c**k sprung to life like a homing beacon.
He’d better find a way to tame this little filly before it got much more out of control. She was hands-off.
Shit! He was starting to sound like a broken record.
Shit!Donning some old work clothes, he headed to the garage after breakfast for a long day of hard, sweaty labor, in a place he’d likely not see Izzy and that incredibly sexy body of hers.
Until he could formulate a plan to talk to her without hurting her feelings, he had to avoid her.
Reed was av
