“Nah, mate. S’too cold out.”
“Up, up—"
Something catches him off-guard, however. Leaning in close, he runs his fingers along the line of her elegant throat.
"The fuck?”
“Nah, mate. S’too cold out.”
“Up, up—"
Something catches him off-guard, however. Leaning in close, he runs his fingers along the line of her elegant throat.
"The fuck?”