John turned to her, with streaks of dried blood along his face. “Thank goodness we got the easy job.
Her eyes widened. “Ooh… was it hate sex? I’ve always wanted to have hate sex.
He growled low in his throat. “I don’t think I can do this the nice way, Jessica.
When do you leave?” she asked. His fingers paused. “Labor Day weekend.” So soon. Only two and a half weeks away. She nodded, going for a joke. “Good. That’s about when I was planning on getting sick o...
Do you know how long I’ve waited for you to look at me this way?” She assumed he was teasing her. “What are you talking about? You didn’t even like me for most of the time we’ve known each other.” He...
You look like you should be on a Wheaties box with this haircut.
