Tiffany settled back into the plush leather car seat, a secret smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Her cheeks still glowed with a rosy hue from her earlier conversation with Jacob, her mind consumed by thoughts of him. She couldn’t shake the image of his intense expression and the way his bare chest rose and fell as he spoke of touching himself.

The memory sent shivers down her spine and made her heart race. Every detail of their conversation replayed in her mind like a vivid movie ...