Bøker av Astrid Hintz

I wap, twap, twap.Skin slapped against skin as the only other sound besides their mutual ragged breathing, and Ali's mind began to wander.This definitely wasn't break-up sex because much to her mother's disappointment, she and the naked guy on top of her hadn't been"a thing" since college. He might have been good looking, rich, and completely infatuated with her, but Ali didn't have time for things like random Happy Hours or whatever it was couples regularly partook in these days. Her career came first.And at this rate, it would be the only thing coming, she thought to herself, holding back a giggle at the unintended pun.