“ Wiggling my breasts against his back, I waited for the groan. Cooper glanced back at me and frowned. I need to start wearing sweatpants or else you’ll kill me. I don’t understand, I said, batting my e… Bijou Hunter
“ She was so cool, as she knew, ankles crossed at the puckered hem of granite gray sweatpants, and she also knew I was watching from the open doorof the B train—watching her pose in apparent comfort at… Kristen Henderson
