Andrew Garfield X Reader Novels & Stories

“Listen to this!” With a bored sigh and a yawn, Andrew made his way back to his side of the bed and sat. He stretched his long legs on top of the blankets, crossing his bare ankles, then tugged Evelyn into his embrace as Lily began to read the New York American. “Oh! Now, where is it?” Lily skimmed, “Tarzan star Johnny Weissmuller fighting, blah, blah, oh, yes, here.”