Out of Love (Jack & Jill #5)

by Jewel E. Ann

“I didn’t buy you pajamas.” I returned my gaze to him. “Yeah, I saw that.” “Then take that shit off.” He did it again. That barely detectable grin hiding just beneath the surface.

“It’s not funny.” I turned and finished unpacking my bag. A snort escaped her. “It’s totally funny. They’re just grapes. I’ve seen you eat grapes.” “Dead grapes. It’s like digging up a corpse and trying to fuck it fifty years after burial.”