As the tub drained, she wrapped the towel around her body, studied the small bathroom. Besides the mess they left, there wasn’t much evidence a man used it. Or a woman, for that matter. DJ’s things took up every inch of space. The colorful toys and panda linens added a cha...
He cut to the chase. “So, what’s with the pink tools, Danny? I mean, come on. Is it really worth the razzing you get from these guys?” The corner of her mouth twitched as she focused on her potato chips. “They aren’t just pink, they’re hot pink.” Mac raised an eyebrow, “Pink is pink, princess...