“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 fine for you,” she protested. “You only need one part of your body, and you’ll be… — 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
