"Shit. That doesn't creak like the Kate I know. Let me talk to her before you say anything to Ben, okay?"
Leo radiated an audible sigh and drifted toward the door.
"Fine. I'll wait. But if I have to heed to a grown man cry—"
Morgana crumpled her arms. "You'll what?"
"Try something I've been keeping for an outstanding event. You'll see."
Morgana winced.
"You've got to be kidding!" Eve strutted toe to toe with Ethan and mashed her hands on her hips.
"I will not film our sex. Body issues, remember?"
"I thought we plop those suspicions to rest." Ethan yanked his jeans and stepped into them.
Their coupling had been incredible. Was it so terrible to like a slight antique?
"Yeah, they're resting, not dead. Show me my naked torso through a medium that adds ten pounds and discern how promptly those sentiments of disgrace and disgust wake up."
He reared back.
