*Kenna*

The words of Reid’s text messages stuck in my mind as I finally climbed the low steps to the door of his rental house. “Get that ass over here. Now.” There was a promise of pleasure in those words and I knew that Reid could deliver. I knocked on the door and it opened less than a second later.

I smiled suggestively at him. Apparently, he was as eager as I was for a repeat of our last encounter. He looked me up and down deliberately slowly and grinned ...