“I don’t know how else to say this to make you understand, so I’m just going to be perfectly blunt here. Last night was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, and I’ve seen . . . just about everything, Winnie Baker.” “But I didn’t . . . You didn’t—” “Oh,” I said with a rueful smile. “I did. Back in my room.” She tried not to smile. “Good.” “I don’t think you understand what seeing you watch my sex tape did for my ego. My head can barely fit through the door at the inn.”
