have you?
 
 Why would I? What
 
 he might lack in looks,
 
 he more than made up for
 
 in fringe benefits.
 
 I explained about the tattoo.
 
 You really wanna piss her off,
 
 try a piercing. Want to see mine?
 
 I couldn’t find studs in his
 
 ears, lips, or tongue. Which
 
 pretty much left one place.
 
 “Didn’t it hurt?”
 
 Like a mother. But it feels
 
 awesome now.
 
 He guided my hand
 
 just south of his zipper.
 
 Kristina recoiled.
 
 Bree—well,
 
 Bree was Bree,
 
 to Chase’s great pleasure.
 
 Hee hee. So want to take
 
 a little ride? Got my truck outside.
 
 I started to protest.
 
 I had some serious
 
 shopping ahead.
 
 And Bree or no Bree,
 
 I wasn’t about to do
 
 Chase Wagner.
 
 No strings. I just want to get
 
 to know you better.