Sarah's tiny peep of desire might very well have been the cutest thing he had ever heard. Cooper grinned broadly as she pulled his khaki T-shirt loose from his jeans and slipped it over his head and off. He wasn't cut to shreds - he couldn't be arsed to keep to the diet that would have demanded - but he was trim and defined, and her appreciation pleased him.<br/><br/>As for her ... Cooper practically growled at the sight of Sarah's ample breasts and hourglass lines. Was there one inch of this girl that wasn't perfect? Only one way to find out. He sank to one knee, laying a constellation of kisses over her stomach as his hands went to her waist and he began to unbutton her pants.