Time-out,” I said. He twisted his hand around and wound his fingers into mine. “You‘re putting me in time-out?”
“Yes,” I said as a shaky sigh slid through my lips.
“If I don‘t go, do I get a spanking?
Mots clés reyes charley-davidson
She reached up and curled her fingers into mine. “He should take you to dinner.”
To say that the mere thought horrified me would have been a grievous understatement. I threw up a little in my mouth then swallowed hard.
I told Taft when I recovered, “Just please, for the love of God, find a girl good enough to take home to your mother. And do it soon.”
“And stop dating skanks.
Mots clés charley-davidson
That’s the thing about things. They tend to happen.
Darynda JonesMots clés charley-davidson darynda-jones second-grave-on-the-left
Charley talking to Cookie
‘'You know those women in nursing homes that have to be restrained around the clock because they mix up everyones medication and steal all the bedpans?''
‘’Yes'' I said wondering what I was walking into
''That’s going to be you!''
She was probably right, if I live that long
Mots clés cookie homour charley-davidson
―You realize I can hear you without the annoying intercom.
Cookie and I both leaned forward and looked at each other through the doorway.
―But this is more fun, I said. ―More Star Trekkie.
Mots clés humor star-trek charley-davidson
Pretending to drink coffee was similar to faking an orgasm.
Darynda JonesMots clés humor coffee first-grave-on-the-right charley-davidson darynda-jones
I was just passing by. Saw the commotion. Figured you were involved.
Darynda JonesMots clés charley-davidson commotion reyes-farrow
A wicked grin crinkled one corner of his mouth as he secured another sticky note on the door before shutting it in my face.
I blinked, then read the note.
Use the key.
Mots clés key sticky-notes charley-davidson reyes-farrow
Is that what you think? That I follow you around to keep your ass out of trouble?"
"If so, you're not very good at your job."
A huge smile spread across his face. "True enough. So what's eating you? Because, sadly, it's not me.
Mots clés charley-davidson reyes-farrow whats-eating-you
My phone pinged. It was a text from Cookie.
I'm not good at cocking guns.
Really? Did she not know me at all?
I texted her back.
You can do this. Learn the cock, Cookie.
Know the cock.
Be the cock.
Mots clés cookie charley-davidson cocking-guns gun-saftey-class
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