We meet every other Wednesday night in a downtown hotel. No dates. No commitments. No hearts or flowers. Just his body and mine.
Maybe I’m his second best. He’s definitely mine. But second best has never felt so good.
We meet every other Wednesday night in a downtown hotel. No dates. No commitments. No hearts or flowers. Just his body and mine.
Maybe I’m his second best. He’s definitely mine. But second best has never felt so good.
Englisch

Eugene Onegin

Thaw of Spring

Once Upon a Dark October

Unit 78: Rescued - CyBRG Files, Book 2 (Unabridged)

Three Weeks in Paris

The Ghost Assassin

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The Unraveling

Splinters of You

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Number Thirteen