You're so very naked," she whispered against his shoulder. He smiled into her hair. "So are you.
J.R. WardIf the Angels won, the entire Earth would be nothing but one giant Christmas frickin' morning, a choking wave of happiness and warmth and caring and sharing taking over everything.
J.R. WardYou've got nothing to worry about. The righteous do not always right, but their souls remain pure. -Lassiter the Angel
J.R. Ward