Every time he closed his eyes, all he saw was her.
When Zach stumbles upon the brat of the house, Sylvia, in a compromising position, he can’t get her out of his head. She’s forbidden to him, totally off limits, and he’d never looked at the slender gymnast like that in the past. But now all he can think of is how she wriggled and squirmed, and how into it she’d been.
Sylvia had no idea Zach saw her in her room. When his games of wrestling over the remote with her turn more serious, though, all she can think of is how taboo his desires for her are. And how it calls into question her own forbidden interest in Zach.