“And the giraffes?” Bobbi leaned forward and rested a hand on her hands. “When did that start?”
Quinn smiled and it traveled up to his eyes. He was focused on Bobbi’s full lips and wanted to know when he would be able to taste them again. “I’ve always been fascinated with giraffes, but when I fed one once, I was in love. I have a huge one in my home. You should come by and see it sometime.”
“Well, if I’m ever in your area, I will.” Bobbi promised.
“Okay, let me rephrase that,” Quinn leaned forward. He was merely inches from her face. “I want you to come by and see this big-ass stuffed giraffe in my bedroom.”
Published on September 05, 2019 11:09