Cooper kisses me as soon as he parks the truck in the lot. “Fucking hell, Penny. Bedroom eyes are called that for a reason.” I just blink innocently at him. “Can I put my fingers up your ass after the game?” He growls, practically yanking me across the seat, and it’s a good thing he just turned the truck off, because my knee hits the gear shift. I end up in his lap, a tangle of limbs, and he kisses my face everywhere he can reach; his hands are on my ass, massaging it through my jeans. I shiver, even though I’m not cold anymore. He’s so fucking big that he makes me feel tiny.
