March 9, 2011


Happy ASH Wednesday :-)

He turned and what little sanity she had fled. Yes, he still had those annoying sunglasses on, but the top button of his jeans hadn't been fastened. They rode low on his hips, and the dark trail of hair that ran south of his naval was slightly thicker at the opening. He was commando... And that long, hard body was made for sin.

(Acheron, Sherrilyn Kenyon)

Disclaimer: every copyright connected to Acheron belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon,

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