Kristie Cook

Oh, I`m sure Tristin will do it" She said casually as she hung the dress back on the hanger. I stared at her in confusion. "Surely he knows how to put a condom." The visual made my insides squirm with panic. "I mean the whole thing! All of it!" I cried."Oh" She looked at me with surprise and then her expression dissolved into understanding. "Honey, it will all come naturally.""How do I know what natural is though? How do I know what`s right? What if I do it all wrong?"She smiled. "The thing about men, Alexis, is they generally don`t find any of it wrong. In fact, usually the more wrong it is, the more they like it.

I don__ know . . . we seemed to click right away, you know? And he__ so kind but determined to protect you and me both, and well, he__ nice to look at. Even with the __car. It__ kind of sexy.__ chuckled. __o you know how that scar got there?__he giggled. __eah. He told me Tristan gave it to him. But it sounded like he deserved it. Jax can be . . . well, he__ Jax. But I think I love him._____ sure the accent has nothing to do with it._ She seemed to have a thing for those.__h, my God. You should hear him talk dirty with that accent of his!__ clapped my hand over my __outh to cover a laugh. __ don__ want to know that!___es, you do. Doesn__ Tristan ever talk dirty to you in all those different languages he knows?__mm . . . funny how I__ never thought about it. He was holding out on me! That would have to change. Next time, I swore I__ make him do it. Whenever next time might be...