Five Night Valentine

Five Nights. Two Strangers. One bed! Lucky for me there was a mix-up, and now I have a beautiful stranger sharing my suite. She has no place else to go; there's no more room at the inn. And unless one of us surrenders, retreats home with our tail between our legs, we're stuck sleeping in the same bed. It's a win-win situation for me. We're trapped together but Angel won't back down. She threw a vase at my head, then a pillow, and anything else she could get her hands on. But that's okay, it was all worth it; she's got crappy aim, and I got a glimpse of her boobs. Of course, that's not all I want from her. We have five long days and five sensual nights left. The clock is ticking. And by the end of this vacation, I'll make Angel my dirty Valentine, screaming my name.