That dress makes me want to do bad things to you.”tThere was a long pause in which her sweet honeysuckle scent grew, twisting around him. Finally she spoke, her voice low. “What kinds of things?
That dress makes me want to do bad things to you.”tThere was a long pause in which her sweet honeysuckle scent grew, twisting around him. Finally she spoke, her voice low. “What kinds of things?