Chapter 18
- Ashley
- “Are we really having drinks in your bathroom?” Emily perched on a tiny white stool, her long dancer’s legs crossed at the knee, with her multiple scarves dangling around them like decorations. “Because there’s a whole lotta gorgeous condo I could be drooling over right now. Out-of-my-league real estate gives me a hard-on.”
- Ashley muttered, “I don’t mind if you explore.”