Montana

Peyton enters the elevator first, presses the button for the casino, then leans against the rail on the left side of the car. Carson’s hand never moves from the exposed skin at the small of my back. The warmth from his strong hand heats my entire body.

Man buns were never my thing. However, Carson sports one today, and I’m loving it. Holy hotness. Who knew he could look even better than yesterday?

His dark dress pants cling tight to his thighs and ...