“Ah, for the love of God. Keep it in your pants, Danny, or I swear I’ll find you a chastity belt if I have to dig one up from the medieval torture museum.” — Hunter Raines Copy Share Image
“The future smelled of spicy cologne, and love. And it had never looked brighter.” — Hunter Raines Copy Share Image
“Ah, for the love of God. Keep it in your pants, Danny, or I swear I’ll find you a chastity belt if I have… — Hunter Raines Copy Share Image
“And he wasn't desperate. Lonely, maybe. Eager for another whiff of that mouthwatering cologne, definitely. But not desperate.” — Hunter Raines Copy Share Image
