Taste Of Sin

Sitting in the driver seat next to Lucien, Zak seemed to be in a good mood as he drove for us. He was all smiles and full of energy, the total opposite of Lucien. I’m so happy and thankful that he’s here with us. Leave it to Zak to save my day ... or in this case my weekend. Wearing a loose white shirt with sleeves folded up to show his tan and muscular forearm ... he’s so hot.

“Thanks for coming along to keep Natalia company. I was afraid she would be bored spending time with her good old dad,” Lucien laughed self-depreciatingly.

“Lucien, don’t say that. You’re not old at all, you’re at a handsome and ripe age of 38. You’re still so fit and sexy too!” I defended Lucien much more actively than I intended leading both men to look at me with raised eyebrows. Ok, I’ll just shut up now.

“Don’t go calling your father sexy; it gives me the creeps,” Zak exclaimed jokingly while acting like he’s shivering from disgust.

I peered at Lucien’s face and saw that his face was slightly red. Perhaps