“What have I done to anger you, mate?” “That. That’s what you did. I’m not your mate.” He leaned in close and ran his nose up her neck, inhaling a deep breath. “Yes, you are,” he whispered next to her… — Virginia Cavanaugh Copy Share Image
“What have I done to anger you, mate?” “That. That’s what you did. I’m not your mate.” He leaned in close and ran his… — Virginia Cavanaugh Copy Share Image
