“That’s entirely false…” His gaze falls to her breasts, much larger, even in her black two-piece and sheer cover-up dress. “…but I’ll let it go, this time.” “Watch out, Rose,” Lo says, walking onto the pool deck below us, a towel slung over his shoulder. I scan his sculpted torso from hours in the gym, the view more pleasing and less humiliating. I wish I could send my body an SOS: Loren Hale only! signal. “I heard Connor likes spanking, hard.”
HELLOOOO. connor bro.
