Her black jeans hugged her tight little ass perfectly, and I always forced myself to look away. I’d spent the night in Vivian Thomas’ bed dozens of times growing up and never had an issue. But these past few years, she’d grown up in more ways than I wanted to admit. Her body was sexy as hell, and she was the most beautiful girl I’d ever laid eyes on. Dark eyes, long, light-brown waves cascaded down her back, and full, pouty, pink lips that I’d avoided looking at lately.
