“His hand slipped around the back of her neck and pulled her in close. their eyes met. He stopped; his brows knitted. He was waiting for her permission because he couldn't be sure if Hermia's refusal mirrored Joan's own and… — Brittany N. Williams Copy Share Image
“His hand slipped around the back of her neck and pulled her in close. their eyes met. He stopped; his brows knitted. He was… — Brittany N. Williams Copy Share Image
