“So, sweeting, why were you threatening to throw Tate out of the house? What did he say?” Leather brushed her chin as he tipped it up. Serious dark eyes met hers. “What did he say?” She glanced around; surely the… — Sharon Page Copy Share Image
“We can’t make love out here. It’s freezing!” Maryanne cried. A boyishly beseeching look lit up his eyes. “We would heat up quickly.” “It’s… — Sharon Page Copy Share Image
“So, sweeting, why were you threatening to throw Tate out of the house? What did he say?” Leather brushed her chin as he tipped… — Sharon Page Copy Share Image
