“Every time you open your mouth, I want more,” he interrupts, his gaze locked intently on my lips. “More words. More laughter. More tongue. A lot more tongue. Every time you open your mouth, Mack. You all right with that?” — R.C. Martin Copy Share Image
“Every time you open your mouth, I want more,” he interrupts, his gaze locked intently on my lips. “More words. More laughter. More tongue.… — R.C. Martin Copy Share Image
