place a hand at her hip and because I’m greedy, glide my thumb along the band of her shorts and let it slip just under so that I’m touching bare skin. “I have a secret talent too.” “I don’t think it’s a secret.” Her voice is breathy. It takes everything in me to pull away from her. I give her a playful wink as I force my feet back. “Not that.” “What is it?” “I’ll show you sometime,” I say, then raise my hands at my sides. “Did you get what you needed?”
