I smiled and ran my hand through his dark curls. “So, Death, what do we do now? — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
“I don’t have time for foreplay right now. I assume you just got here?” “Two minutes ago, and it’s already been a… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“He ran his hand from my wrist up to the crook of my elbow and then to my shoulder. “When I was… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“her on the side of the road?” He ran a hand through his wet hair, wishing he could” — Bella Andre Copy Share Image
