I take a peek at my phone and am surprised to see just how much time has passed since I started reading. What is the saying? Time flies when you’re reading smut or something like that?
“Doe, wait. Our first time will not be in my fucking truck,” he demands, removing his hand to press a button on his sun visor. My garage door opens behind us, and I shake my head in disbelief. “You have a remote for my garage?”