The donkey nibbled on his butt.

"What the hell!" Leaping a foot, Ozzie jerked around. The donkey was right THERE, not two inches from him, his ears laid back and his big brown eyes soulful. How had the damned thing moved so silently?

"He's just being friendly." Marci shared that special smile that felt like a caress. "He likes you."

Appalled, Ozzie said, "He likes my ass." And he backed out of the donkey's reach.

"I do, too."

No, no, no. He wasn't about to touch that one. "It'd help if you'd just be quiet, Marci."

Unaffected by his dark mood, she laughed. "Lighten up, Osbourne. It's not my fault, or the donkey's that you have such an irresistible bod."

-Osbourne and Marcie

Autor: Lori Foster

The donkey nibbled on his butt. <br /><br />"What the hell!" Leaping a foot, Ozzie jerked around. The donkey was right THERE, not two inches from him, his ears laid back and his big brown eyes soulful. How had the damned thing moved so silently? <br /><br />"He's just being friendly." Marci shared that special smile that felt like a caress. "He likes you." <br /><br />Appalled, Ozzie said, "He likes my ass." And he backed out of the donkey's reach. <br /><br />"I do, too." <br /><br />No, no, no. He wasn't about to touch that one. "It'd help if you'd just be quiet, Marci." <br /><br />Unaffected by his dark mood, she laughed. "Lighten up, Osbourne. It's not my fault, or the donkey's that you have such an irresistible bod."<br /><br />-Osbourne and Marcie - Lori Foster

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