C43 Beach House

[Denali’s POV]

I hang up the phone and look around the room, trying to see exactly what I should pack. Although I was slightly uneasy about Rosco’s sudden phone call and then his insisting that we go somewhere for a week, who was I to argue with his decision?

Sighing, I move toward the dresser and pull open the first drawer, which contains lacy bras and underwear in many different colors