YOUR LOVE (ROMANTIC SERIES)
It was almost as if he’d put a no-go zone between them.
Welly isn't that what you wanted?
Not now . The air was warm and hazy, the buzz of crickets all around them, and after a larger than normal lunch and two glasses of wine, her thoughts were drifting off down Fantasy Lane . . .
A warm, lazy summer’s afternoon, a field of warm, daisy-filled grass with no cow-pats, the remains of a picnic and you-know-who. They’d just be starting the second bottle of Moet et Chandon - pink, for preference - and she’d be lying on her back in the grass. He’d be lying beside her, propped on one elbow, tickling her chin with a buttercup and feeding her strawberries. They’d be laughing lazily, and then slowly, i
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