Ah, well.” He smiled-another one of those devastatingly intoxicating smiles that did unreasonable things to her body temperature and respiration. With a nod and a respectful, “Ma’am,” he left her in the middle of the room. Feeling like she’d been hit by a tank.
Cindy GerardI don't think sleeping with you is going to solve anything," she said, stopping at the guest bedroom door. "I don't really care what you think.
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