Jake: When I get to yours tonight, I expect that inside you and the remote in my hand.
A wave of heat crashed over her, desire and anxiety warring within. She swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry.
"Holy s**t," she whispered, staring at the screen. "Is this really happening?"
With trembling fingers, she typed out her response:
Sophia: Yes, sir.
As soon as she hit send, Sophia tossed her phone aside and buried her face in her pillow, letting out a muffled scream.
"What the f**k have I gotten myself into?" she groaned, but she couldn't deny the thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins.
Sophia jolted upright, her phone clattering to the floor as Emily's fist pounded on the door.
"Rise and shine, sleepyhead! Lucas is making his famous blueberry pancakes. Fifteen minutes 'til
