Chapter 23

• He suddenly lightened up, and then he was grinning at her again. "Great. It would be nice to spend some time with my new friend. I don't have a lot of friends, you know"
• Isabella smiled back at him. Friends—she wanted Samson to be much more than that, at least a friend she could have sex with. Lots of sex. Lots of good sex. If he was as good in bed as his kiss promised, there’d be lots of great sex.
• Was it getting warmer in the car?