"Just stop it. I’m sorry, Clay. I’m so sorry about everything.” He grabbed that too-thin wrist again. “Look at me.”
Those so-fucking-wrong eyes went wide and Clay arched, the scent of pure male hunger flooding the air.
Much love,
BA
Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy's Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds and her beloved wife, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she's not doing that, she's writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA's personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.
1 comment:
YUM and um, I got distracted by one of the really nice butts on the side O__O like I'd never seen it before *facepalm* LOL
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