Katara Hot Novels & Stories

She'd either have to find a way to wash them or throw them out. Killian was in the kitchen, waiting as a stream of water from a fancy machine somehow miraculously turned into coffee. "Instant?" she asked. "Although at this point I'd take anything." He shook his head. "One of my new toys. It's a Keurig." He indicated a carousel filled with a variety of tiny sealed cups. "We've got every kind of coffee or tea you can think of. Brewed in less than sixty seconds. What's your pleasure?"

So I stare at the menu just as I am doing now. All of a sudden next to me, Katarina bursts out, "Holy mother of mothers." "What? I am almost finished." "No, take your time. I have just seen myself a feast for my eyes." "Babe, what are you on about?" "The two hot as fück boys have set the cutest asses in the door. God help me 'cause I swear I can jump them." "Who are you talking about? I don't know of any hot boys in this town."