Makenna’s POV.

I sighed as I read the last sentence in my latest chapter. The rain had been pouring steadily for hours, the perfect backdrop for hot chocolate and a cozy movie. But instead, I was thinking of Wolfe. Again.

The thought of him here with me brought a blush to my cheeks, especially considering the smut I’d just written. If he ever read my book, I'd die of embarrassment. Some of the scenes were pulled straight from our encounters. I took another sip of my hot ...