Chapter 101: Mr. Wiggles is an A*shole

When Bradley asked Carissa to spend the night with him, he'd expected her to say no, or put up some sort of fight. But she hadn't. Of course, he had a feeling that part of the reason she so readily agreed was because Tiffany was crashing here tonight, too.

"Did you mean what you said earlier? About moving out?" she asked.

Bradley absently stroked her bare arm. She was curled up against his side, head on his chest, both of them naked and snuggled beneath the blankets. While he'd never say no to sex with her, simply holding her like this was just as incredible, and he'd stay like this forever if he could.

"Yes," he finally said. "It's something I've been considering since I moved in." He chuckled. "Well, since I met you and then found out I was living with your boyfriend."

She twisted her head to look up at him, her expression filled with fake indignation. "Sure, blame it all on me."