I have supped mead with lords and ladies; so to have I slumbered in nameless lanes and gored upon mutton. — Dusty Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Somehow, without her awareness, she'd obviously sought him out during the night, curling around him like a vine while she'd slumbered. Mortified, she tried to pull away. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't realize... that is, I didn't mean to... to..." "Sleep… — Tracy Anne Warren Copy Share Image
