Angel honestly couldn’t remember. “Angel,” Dante started “this is a friend of mine, John. Xnxx tv “Whoah, easy there” Dante whispered gently. She groaned as she opened her eyes, the sun blinding her. Angel couldn’t be sure of anything. Dante turned off the stove, leaving the skillet on it to cool and to be cleaned later. He checked the skillet and satisfied, spooned out the contents onto the bread and cheese. Get dressed and come join us.”
Angel nervously shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Something to knock her flat on her ass and erase her memory? Chapter Eleven: Misplaced Trust
What the bloody hell was this guy doing here? Reluctantly, Angel let it go and watched him toss it back on the bed. Read 19857 times |
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He had once told her he was an undercover police officer, but he continued to pay. “What’s wrong?”
Angel looked away from him awkwardly. As if he had read her mind, Dante stated, “one glass won’t get you drunk.”
Angel glanced at him. When he turned with the plates, he saw Angel watching him.
