Ricky

“Is their knowing one of those instances I’m supposed to apologize for or not? I’m trying to keep up.”

“Not,” Marilyn says. “In a way, I’m glad the secret is out.”

“What about last night?”

“And this morning,” she says with a sexy grin.

I reach back and tug the hair tie from her long brown locks, watching as it cascades down her back and over her shoulders. “We could go for twice this ...