Touch me." He instructed as he lifted her hands and placed them on his chest, "See, I am just Alfonzo. I'm human, not the boogey-man," then he smiled reassuringly...
S.W. FrankMots clés alfonzo
You're not driving home if it's late, though. I am accustomed to dropping my women off at their door," he snickered because he knew she'd blush and he wanted her to, "and sometimes I put them to bed.
S.W. FrankHaste represented youth's infirmity.
S.W. FrankMots clés alberti-and-alfonzo
Ah, you dumb sonovabitch, why’d you let your warrior go?
S.W. FrankMots clés regret
He sighed, Selange was perplexing, and an adulterous prude seemed a contradictory term. She had a fierce spirit one minute and the next she cried like a baby. Damn, he missed her silly ass. [Right now, he could see so damn clear--he wanted the crybaby-fierce adulterous prude in his arms--
He loved this goddamn woman. Period. End of story!]
Mots clés one-love
Love is always a battle.
S.W. FrankMots clés love family nana-maria
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