Ravished by the Beasts
Madness.
"Babe, you're so talented," I stated a fact. "Why are these not hanging on the cabin walls?" Lucas shrugged and scuffed the floor with the edge of his boot.
"It's just a hobby. Something I do to blow off steam. It's no big deal." "No big deal?" I spluttered, my eyes bulging with amazement. "You don't realize how good you are . . . it's insane." Then my eyes drifted to the pile of sketches on the workstation and my throat thickened with emotion. Warmth filled my heart, and I was so damned proud of him, I could have cried. He watched me silently as I checked them out, not saying a word, making no attempt to stop me or conceal them from me. My man was a talented soul, but why was he ke
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