C62 One Missing Ingredient

Celia stopped her moan long enough to squeal, “Lucky?! You are a scoundrel, Maxie. You should have seen me. I was awful to her.”

Maxwell looked at her with a mock, shocked expression. “You? Awful. That is hard to believe.”

Celia laughed, then she leaned her head back on the headrest as she continued, “I asked her what the hell she was doing at Sylby’s house when my friend was not at home