“Elli." "Shea," she gasped as he bit softly. "Show me your undies." Elli broke out in a fit of giggles as Shea smiled against her neck. "No way." "What if a get a goal just for you-then can I see your undies?" "Do they have to be on me?" she asked, playing along. There was no way in hell he would see her in her undies. "Yes, they do." "Hmm...no." "Come on, two goals." "No." "Three." "Okay. Three, and y'all gotta win." "Deal. Now kiss me." "That I will do," she said with a grin as she leaned up on her tippy toes to kiss him deeply. It was probably the first time Elanor Fisher hoped Shea didn't score.” RomanceAssassinsAdler Book:Taking Shots Source: Taking Shots
“He gave her one last kiss before walking toward his truck. She watched his beautiful sculpted ass in his fitted jeans and suppressed a groan. She had never felt the urge to rip a man's clothes off, but ripping Shea Adler's jeans off would be a magical experience if she ever got the balls and confidence to do it.” RomanceAssassinsAdler Book:Taking Shots Source: Taking Shots