It's A Match

Jennifer's fresh off her divorce, pink-cheeked and cocky from matching with a girl she actually likes. When Aiden shows up, Jennifer practically drools—then catches herself. One look at that young face and she pumps the brakes. “How old are you, sweetheart?” Twenty-two. Jennifer’s jaw nearly hits the floor, yet Aiden’s smirking, hands already teasing under Jennifer’s shirt. “I know what I want.” That cocky little grin melts the last of Jennifer’s resistance, and suddenly they’re all over each other—lipstick smudges, eager fingers, zero hesitation.