His Discarded Luna, Returns with secret Pups
His hands clenched into a tight grip, so tight that his scars began to burn.
Daisy rode carefreely under the vigilant eye of annurse, using the bicycle Xavier had provided.
As she turned her innocent gaze met Derrick’s gaze staring right at her.
The man was looking right at her. Naturally curious, she strolled off her bike and walked to where he stood, standing right in front of him and staring up with innocent curiosity.
The duo, one towering and scarred, the othermpetite and curious, engaged in a silent study.
Daisy pointed out, “You have a lot of boo-boos.”