Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way. "It's three thirty in the morning." "Okay. Want coffee?
Darynda JonesI may not have any skeletons in my closet, but I do have a little box of souls in my sock drawer. —T-SHIRT
Darynda JonesHe's an enigma wrapped up in sensuality padlocked with a dozen chains of desire and topped off with a razor-sharp ribbon of danger. There are more layers to him than a billionaire's wedding cake.
Darynda Jones