BY
LINDA ROBERTSON
She took in or positions, his shirtlesness, my wet shirt, and the broken
rake and shovel in the middle of the wet garage floor. "Oh," she said, the
hint of a smile leading onto her cave. "I don't think I want to know." She
shut the door.
-- pg 86
* ahem*
Well now...~ smirk~
Almost at the end of this one, in fact I should be finished with it
tonight. Can't wait to see what's in store...SO much going on and it really
keeps you guessing.
So... What are you reading right now?
Do tell!
Until next time... Happy reading!
3 comments:
Him shirtless? A wet shirt? A broken
rake and shovel in the middle of the garage floor?
This sounds nothing if not intriguing.
Oooooo now that sucked me right in.
lol. Sounds like they were sparring in the first one. I'm liking the sounds of it. Hope you are enjoying. :)
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