“ You're so arrogant, you're almost macho. ”
You're wearing a lace thong? Dolly clapped her hands. That's absolutely perfect for romance.
~ Peggy Webb
The jangle of the telephone rousted Matt out of a deep sleep. He never dreamed. Dreams were too messy.
She was a beautiful woman, fresh-scrubbed and wholesome. Just like his ex-fiancee. A heartless floozy in disguise.
He doesn't jingle my chimes.
