Chapter 71 A Long Story
- Setting aside the laptop on a crate next to the bed, which Nadia hastily noted doubled as a nightstand, Theodore sank back down and slid under the covers. His arm enfolded her, hand resting on her hip as his long fingers gauzily stroked the swell of her backside.
- "How much of an immature jerk would I be if I admitted that I kind of love knowing that?"
- "A bit of one," Nadia said with a smirk.