Review: Quinn
Rating: 5 out of 5
Date: 03 1, 2014
Elise knows hot to stir the pot where Quinn is concerned, "do you blame me?" she reached out the fingers of her good hand and stroked them down the center of his body, from breastbone to belly button. His whole stomach contracted, his muscles growing impossibly harder and tighter beneath her hand. "This is ridiculous." I mean she just knows how to make a man feel loved, "you should have thought of that before you shoved me into a fountain. Not only am I half naked, but I'm pretty sure I've got a goldfish in my boxers, so the only place I'm going is into my house." And for Heaven's sake don't mess with the man's damn twinkies, "why don't you tell him, Elise? Why would you eff with my twinkies?" It's hard for Quinn to admit that Elise messes with him unless it's to his benefit, "yeah, well, I'm not." He pulled her close, then took her good hand and rested it on his very full, very hard erection. "Having you pressed that closely to me was driving me crazy." I loved reading this book I loved the pranks these two pulled on each other.