I grabbed her hips and pulled her close. “Because I want you on my bike, then in my bed as soon as possible.”
She had already ridden once. It would have been more, but the weather was shit and she deserved to be comfortable. But the only thing that compared to her legs around me on the bike, we her legs wrapped around me in the bed.
“Well, why don’t you help me get these guys to donate and we can hustle them out.” She stood on her toes and gave me a peck and grabbed my beard with her free hand. “Because I can’t wait.”
The End
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Pretty Weeds
A Tavers City Story
By Becca Fogg
Blurb
Violet hatesValentine's Day. As the coven's woefully single, resident screw-up, she's forced to walk the ward lines each yearwhile everyone else enjoys a loving good time.
But this year is different.
When a strange newcomer rolls into town,Vi has to bring her along on her annual torment to show her the land.
Perhaps if Vi had actually been doing that, instead of watching Brynn's backside, she wouldn't have cracked one of the ward's moonstones.
Can they fix it before something gets in ...or out?
Note
Content Warnings: This book contains cursing, a minor amount of violence, dominance by the love interest, and a moderately spicy FF relationship.
Contents
1. Chapter One
2. Chapter Two
3. Chapter Three
4. Chapter Four
5. About the Author
Chapter One
Crotch . . . range . . . sing?