His grin was wide and my heart skipped a beat as I took in his deliciousness. Tight black shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms again, just how I liked, and black trousers. The scent of Bolognese came rushing out his house, it smelled divine. None of that mattered though because I was...
It’s the opening of her new store tonight and we’re getting picked up by Blake in a couple of hours. She sticks her head inside the closet and I laugh when she picks things out, scrunches her nose up at them then flings them over her shoulder, making a mess on the floor. “Why does it take women s...