“ We’d never talked about his parents, like he was some underwater Peter Pan. ”
This date had started as bland and was speeding right along to abysmal.
~ Katherine Mcintyre
The dreams that surfaced upon meeting up with him again winked out of existence, stars darkening for good.
Darkness lingered in those blue eyes, like ghosts haunted him despite only the two of them standing in this cabin.
A lazy smile reached his lips. “The mere sight of me shirtless takes your mind there? Good to know. I’d rather a solid fuck than getting my kumbayas out.
