Extreme amateur ir anal
Something primal in his gaze called to me. I growled at him, and he reciprocated in turn.
Don't put those on, I brought your khakis. Remember, we want to appear professional but still comfortable.
Braving the path alone and pressing on because he had faith that it would all be worth it some day. My eyes fluttered open at his fingertips brushing against my forehead.
Chris notwithstanding, I always end up with a broken heart and a head full of regret. That party.