Second Chance Soulmate
“Hmmm, the national bean counter’s convention isn’t until July, they haven’t published the cotillion schedule yet….”
Faith’s sentence trailed off as she looked up; Rick had leaned in further, and framing her face in his hands, he tenderly pressed his mouth to hers.
All coherent thought fled as her nervous system danced with the electricity passing between them, and she felt the blood in her head rush toward her shoes. Lust, long dormant, once believed extinct, had been resurrected in her core.
Oh, sweet Baby Jesus, her inner self moaned.
Mama J appeared at the table, and grinned as they broke apart suddenly, both blushing furiously.
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