“Do you want my attention, Franklin?” Kellen asked. “Nope, I’ve had it. Don’t want it...” — Sherry A. Stevens Copy Share Image
“Would you like to sit?" Kellen asked her. "You'd better do it soon," Owen whispered close to her ear, "or I'm going to bend you over that table and break the club's no-penetration-in-the-lounge rule.” — Olivia Cunning Copy Share Image
