DIRTY, ROTTEN SEXCAPADES (Er0tica Collection)
I'd spent twenty minutes with a push-up bra and some contouring powder to make sure my girls were standing at attention, ready to greet the world, or at least, ready to greet William.
It was Valentine's Day! My absolute, total, 100% favorite holiday in the whole galaxy. I just loved the pinks, the reds, the smell of expensive roses, and the way everyone acted like they were in a rom-com.
But mostly, I loved the sex.
Valentine's Day sex just hit different, like it was seasoned with extra sparkles and desperation.
"Oh, you look sugarific!" Lauren squealed, clapping her hands. She was the calm, normal one of our trio, the kind of girl who actually remembered to pay the electric bill.