The Butterfly Knot
Sawyer’s hair was tousled sexily with citrus scented moose while Kate carefully combed her short, dark locks back to accentuate her defined jaw and memorable hazel eyes.
“So I can’t wish NIXX good luck, now?” The blonde teased, turning her head to kiss Kate’s lips flirtatiously. They tasted like her favorite peach chap stick. “She’s the entertainer after all...and you always over do it...just the way I like.”
“I’m sure Blythe relayed your original well wishes after our lunch date, and that was the right answer.” Kaitlyn smiled against Sawyer’s sweet lips. “Mmmm, babe; You still taste like that strawberry parfait we all shared.”