Spent, Bobby tenderly kissed Maggies temple, separated his body from hers, and collapsed beside her on the bed. Following their union on the couch, theyd moved into the bedroom, making love for hours.
Now the bed is much fucked-upon, Maggie giggled.
He gave her a wry look and linked his fingers with hers. Lucky bed. Lucky me, Bobby murmured.
Maggie rolled onto her stomach and propped her chin on her hands. Im pretty sure Im the lucky one. Sore, in a good way obviously, but lucky.
Well compromise and say were both lucky, he said, lightly tracing the tiny sun tattoo on her hip. A smile played on his lips. Tell me about this, cher.
She glanced over her shoulder to the yellow and orange sun before looking back at him, a sly smile spreading across her face. Casey and I went to Daytona for Spring Break one year during law school.