“What if I promise to keep my pants on?” The smile in his voice had butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She stared… — Lisa Kessler Copy Share Image
“Keep it in your pants.” A smile flashed across his face. “You jealous, Pop-pop?” For some reason the barb didn’t irritate me,… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“You taste like sugar," he pants through a smile, still out of breath. "Somehow I doubt that. But I appreciate the thought.” — Addison Moore Copy Share Image
