The Thing About Love - Julie James

Playing it cool, he threw her a nod - 'Sup - and kept walking, forcing his eyes not to linger on the Sweet Round Ass of Torture or any of the other parts of Jessica Harlow that were on display in that tight outfit.  Then he headed straight to his room, took a cold shower, and spent the rest of the afternoon in front of his laptop, catching up on some reports he'd fallen behind on in his other investigations.


It was the least sexy thing he could think of.