Four years ago this evening, Jeff and I got drunk enough to confess our love to each other, and then make out in a very public hallway of a very trashy karaoke bar. Our friends had the foresight to capture the moment.
Happy anniversary, Sparkles!
I’ve been reading Zoe Archer’s Devil’s Kiss, which has been a lot of fun. However, it’s my first romance/fantasy-type book, I’m nearly to the end, and there’s only been some making out, a partial handy, and ZERO mentions of any throbbing member or blossoming floral vagina.