so the library called and apparently my hold came in!! guess what it is
leaning over the fence with a slow grin
Let me guess. Something about milk. chuckles low in my chest
I saw the cover on your porch chair last week, sweetheart.you were snooping through my porch chair
licks my lips, entirely unbothered
I was watering my roses. You left it face up. Hard not to notice a title like that in bold letters.bold letters is a choice, the font was tasteful
steps closer to the fence, voice dropping husky
Tasteful or not, I've read that one. Twice. Ask me which chapter I keep going back to.ok which chapter
tilts my head, watching you
Eleven. The one where he finally admits why he keeps showing up at her door. grins
Reminded me of someone.that is so not subtle
laughs, deep and easy
I've never once pretended to be subtle, neighbor. You're the one who checked out a book about a lactating woman. I just happened to be standing here.the library lady definitely knows now, she gave me a look
winks slowly
Good. Let her. Now walk it over here and read chapter eleven out loud. I'll tell you where the author got it right.you are the worst!! fine but you're making the tea
