Sequel to Whipped Cream and Handcuffs

When Marc's birthday present arrived—a silk scarf and black-and-white photographs of a nude woman—it only took him a few minutes to figure out to whom that body belonged.

After all, he had been in love with Blush Taylor since high school; the girl had driven him crazy with her pranks for years.

What Marc couldn't understand was why she was sending these pictures now. She was probably just toying with him again, as usual. It would be too much to hope that she would feel the same attraction that he has for all these years…