Chapter 91: A Rush

In that moment, Nixon Walker just wanted to let out a satisfied shout. Mckenzie Looske was nothing like the bashful, girlish Liliana. Mckenzie ran hot. She was open, impulsive, full of fire. She might have seemed shy in daily life, but in this one thing she had never once let him down. Maybe that was their greatest difference: one woman burned bright, the other flushed and withdrew. One was like a ripe persimmon warmed by the sun, soft and fragrant, melting against your lips as you shared a hungry...