And his eyes follow the olive, naturally, straight to where it seems to conveniently fall. That had to be on purpose. Althought the blush tells him otherwise.
Tearing his eyes away from the view, he forces them up to look her in the eye. "Want me to get it?" And let her adjust the bathrobe.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
