Well, prepare yourself. I am all kinds of thoughtful this week. I brought you something else.
J. LynnRemind me," he paused, drawing in a stuttered gasp, "to never piss you off again. Christ, are you secretly a ninja?
J. LynnDo not tell me you don’t know you’re pretty. If so, I’m about to lose all faith in mankind. You don’t want to be responsible for that.
J. LynnGiving the tortoise a little wave, I kind of felt stupid afterward for doing so. It just stuck its head back in its green and brown shell. "That's a very interesting pet." "And those are very interesting shorts." His gaze dropped. "What are they?" Leaning forward his eyes narrowed and I stiffened. "Pizza slices?" Heat swamped my cheeks. "They're ice cream cones." "Huh. I like them." Straightening, his gaze drifted up me slowly, leaving an unfamiliar wake of heat behind. "A lot.
J. Lynn