"Do you think we can fix it?" After a quick shower, Dana came out of the bathroom to find Beau bent over examining the broken leg of the bed frame. She tried not to focusing on how tempting his ass looked pointed up in the air, even though he'd pulled on his soft silk boxers.

"It's only a snapped off bolt," Beau said. He came to his knees and gave her an appreciative once-over as she stood in the doorway in her short, black satin robe, her steam-damp hair piled high on her ...