Black Crimson: A Little Red Riding Hood Story
Glancing pointedly at Kaitlynn, I said, “And you don’t think that would jive with me because…why, again?”
When she floundered for an answer, Gabby stepped in.
“She’s big into romance novels.” Lifting her eyebrows meaningfully, she added, “And you know what that means, don’t you?”
“It means…she likes sex?” I guessed optimistically because there was a lot of sex in those kinds of books, weren’t there?
Well, great. I liked sex too. Loved it, in fact. Ergo, we should get along splendidly.
“She likes romance, you buffoon,” Kaitlynn explained with an impatient sigh. “She put together the book club Gabby and I are in.”
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