“What time is it?" Brad stretches, arms still around my waist; and yawns, his breath is blowing in my face. I grimace. He really needs a toothbrush, or a breath mint. Maybe a routine cleaning wouldn't be such a bad… — JC Emery Copy Share Image
“What time is it?" Brad stretches, arms still around my waist; and yawns, his breath is blowing in my face. I grimace. He really… — JC Emery Copy Share Image
“My phone dings and before I can pick it up, it dings several more times. I catch sly grins and snickers in my direction… — JC Emery Copy Share Image
