My Life Without Garlic Part II
Copyright 2014Bailey Bradford
My Life Without GarlicPart II: It Was Only a Hiss-- or a Kiss!
Chapter Twelve
It was hot. And he was sweaty. The only time sweat was good was when sex was involved, as far as Augustin was concerned. The sun was going to bake him into a pile of toughened man meat if he was out in it any longer. Augustin looked back at the huge three-story house. Okay, so he wasn’t that far away from it, and he’d only been outside for five minutes. “...
Published on May 26, 2014 21:18