I was washing the dishes and the sneaky bastard crept up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. And kissed me. Right here.” I pointed angrily to my neck. “Can I not have him committed or something?”

Dr. Pritchard snorted. “For loving you?”

I drew back, shaking my head in disgust. “Dr. Pritchard,” I admonished softly. “Whose side are you on?”

“Braden’s.

Autore: Samantha Young

I was washing the dishes and the sneaky bastard crept up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. And kissed me. Right here.” I pointed angrily to my neck. “Can I not have him committed or something?”<br /><br />Dr. Pritchard snorted. “For loving you?”<br /><br />I drew back, shaking my head in disgust. “Dr. Pritchard,” I admonished softly. “Whose side are you on?”<br /><br />“Braden’s. - Samantha Young

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