“Would it be so bad if he had my number?” I asked my cell as I sat on the edge of my bed to finish my sandwich.
Not only had she subtly restored her equilibrium but the expression of serenity made her very attractive.
He found himself watching her a lot lately. She was sensual, from the top of her copper red hair to the tip of her painted toe nails.
I am at a loss. Where have we failed you, child?” Child? I almost giggled. At twenty years, I was hardly a child.