by Sarah Curtis
He rubbed a hand down her back to her ass, grabbing hold. Another one of his favorite things. "That's because I already know."
She got up on an elbow, looking at him. "Oh yeah? Okay, Mr. Smarty Pants, what is it?"
"Me."
She laughed, and he decided right then and there, her laugh was definitely his very most favorite thing.
"Sometimes you think the hand you're dealt in life is perfect until a better one comes along to beat it." – Nico Conti
Author's Note
I have a few people I'd like to thank even though there aren't enough "thank yous" in the world to express my gratitude.
All the readers, without you, my words would be inconsequential. Thank you for taking a chance on this indie.
My amigas, there are three of us. I honestly don't know what I would do without you both, but I do know my life would suck golf balls. Thank you for being there for me.
JR, we've been doing this a while now, and you're just as important to me today as you were then. Thank you. Congrats on your new addition.
Carla, your insights are invaluable. Thank you.
My betas, SB, Nic, and Nicole, thank you for taking the time to read my stories in all their unpolished glory.
And last but certainly not least...
All the bloggers, thank you for unselfishly taking your time to read and review.
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