glint in the low light; she knew immediately it wasn’t a strong union.
...
Showing posts with label Chapter 7. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chapter 7. Show all posts
125. The redheaded girl, encased in a white sweater,
was tall and curvy, tips of her breasts aimed at him like torpedoes.
...
...
124. He was broad-shouldered and trim,
his black hair cropped close, his blue eyes impish. She would win him.
...
...
122. On this night, he just had to get out
of the house for a cold Hamm’s and maybe shoot some pool with the guys.
...
...
119. When the girl first saw the man
in full dress uniform, she knew she would never love another man, ever again.
...
...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)