I quickly scrawled my number and Colt across the paper and placed it in her palm. She looked down at my number and smiled.

"Colt. Like a horse?"

"Like the gun, sweetheart." I winked and her face brightened with a nervous smile.

Autore: Teresa Mummert

I quickly scrawled my number and Colt across the paper and placed it in her palm. She looked down at my number and smiled.<br /><br />"Colt. Like a horse?"<br /><br />"Like the gun, sweetheart." I winked and her face brightened with a nervous smile. - Teresa Mummert



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