Chapter 207

• Kat looked at me like I couldn't be serious, but I had grabbed her suitcase and was wheeling it toward the front door. Thirty minutes later, we barreled toward the airport. Kat smiled at me from the passenger seat. I smiled back and looked down at the loose, white t-shirt she wore. The platinum bars that now passed through her nipples made an indentation in the cotton fabric.
• "Are they sore?" I asked.
• "Yeah," Kat said. "I can't believe how sexy they look."