“I’ll have you back to your room before practice in the morning, Maeve. I’m not nearly done with you. Especially not after that bomb you dropped on me.” Benny shakes his head. “If you think I’m sending you back to your room thinking that you know what a real orgasm feels like after that half-assed shit in the pool,” he says, jerking his thumb back the way we came, “you’re crazy, baby.”
