“You’re trying to spoil me, I think,” Phelan murmured, fingers tangled in Jacqueline’s hair. She laughed in the darkness. “Really? Is that what you think?” “Absolutely.” He grinned as her lips captured his again, her hands warm and gentle against … Continue reading Twenty-six – 01
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