After our extremely explicit massage rendezvous, we accommodated ourselves in the living room. I grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses from the kitchen and made my way into the living room, Max leaning against the backrest of the sofa as he scanned through the channels. "I want pizza but we're in the middle of nowhere!" I groaned loudly and Max rolled his eyes at me.
"I told you, it's not in the middle of nowhere." He argued back with a shook of a head and a foolish grin on his face. "How about this, if I'm wrong, I'm going to skinny dip and if you're wrong, you're going to skinny dip." My jaw dropped and I narrowed my eyes at him, earning cheeky grin from Max.
