So Wrong (Boys of South Chapel, #1)

by Abby Millsaps

Flovely. Fucking. Lovely.

“Smut brunch, sir. It’s a spicy romance book club. Bottomless mimosas and romance novels are necessities.”

“Smut brunch is a very real thing,” she insists,

“I read four or five romance books a week,” she declares, her chest puffing proudly and pressing against mine. I squeeze her hand and pull it to my chest. “With what time?” She shrugs. “I make the time. I always have my Kindle with me, and I listen to a lot of audiobooks.”

“No wrong moves, Temi. You’re my first and my last. I never knew what I was waiting for, but now I know it was you.”

“Eyes on me, Daisy. I want to watch my girlfriend’s face when I make her come for the first time.”

“Don’t even think about it,” I grit out. “You made me wait three years for a taste of your perfect pussy. I’ll be damned if I’m not the first one to get to touch it now.”

“I’d circle the goddamn earth to ensure your safety, love. You know that.”