He suddenly lightened up, and then he was grinning at her again. "Great. It would be nice to spend some time with my new friend. I don't have a lot of friends, you know" 

Isabella smiled back at him. Friends—she wanted Samson to be much more than that, at least a friend she could have sex with. Lots of sex. Lots of good sex. If he was as good in bed as his kiss promised, there’d be lots of great sex.

Was it getting warmer in the car?

“Are you hot? I'm sorry, I should have turned on the AC” Samson Samson. 

“What?” Isabella lifted her gaze to meet Samson’s...