It Breaks Me (Betrayal, #2)

by Penelope Sky

Some people cherished paintings and sculptures, but she was my art.

“I’ve always wanted to get in shape, but then I see the couch…and think about pizza, and all those ambitions go out the window.”

“I’d prefer to introduce you as something else, but it’d probably be inappropriate.” He smirked. I gave him a playful punch in the arm. “Such as?” His hand moved down and squeezed my ass right there in the middle of the party. “My hot piece of ass.”