Tuesday, March 11, 2014

His Wicked Smile by Heather Hiestand


Gawain I couldn't help but love him he was just so cute, "disrobe?" he felt stupid. Also, aroused again." Ann well she's just a little spitfire, "you are not so little," she protested, then wriggled her hips. "Oh, sir, you are quite large." Sometimes I wasn't sure my thoughts on Gawain, to me he seemed like an uncaring oaf at times, "then fix me," he said. "Until I found out about the baby, that was all I wanted from you." But then there were the times were he was fiercely protective, "was it bad? Did he hurt you?" Gawain growled, already feeling out his pater familias role." I mean he does a lot of things without feeling and I found that sad, "how often should I ask you to marry me? How often should I demand you move to my family home? I have been looking for houses for us in Enfield." But Ann her heart is set on the romance of things, "the unromantic nature of the moment deflated her further. "Will you not kiss me to celebrate?" she asked. "And worry about details some other time?" But as the story goes on we see Gawain get some feelings a lot of them lustful, but still feelings, "I'm your husband first, a husband who wants to see his naked wife." 

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