The man of the house was a shameless flirt. I never imagined the man I grew up with would want more than to make me blush. It was different this time: a pool party, a beer, a hot stud with a big package who was flirting. It didn't take much for my long-time tease to lure me upstairs.
Was this really going to happen? I'd shared a roof with Vaughn, was I really going to share a bed with him? One thing was for sure, he'd have to tie me down if he wanted to get every inch of that huge package to fit.
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