Barbverse S/B, what else?
Dangerous
The flash of his eyes beneath black silk lashes, the slow wicked burn of his smile, the strength of his hands matched against her own–these are the things she desires.
His courage and his loyalty, his joie de vivre and his bull-headed determination, his razor tongue and his tender heart–these are the things […]
Archive for August 9th, 2005
It was a moral imperative.