“You’re all dirty now. What would your momma say?” Sage was damn near drunk on it, on that goofy smile.
“That I’d best wash up before I meet her for lunch tomorrow. Other than that, she wouldn’t care.” Adam’s shoulder rubbed against his. “Supper?”
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Sage and Adam are from my WIP, Terms of Release.
Much love, y'all.
BA
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LOLL Momma :D
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