Being engaged to Beau Eaton was supposed to be helpful. Except I’m pretty sure it’s my own special brand of torture. I’ll start leaving the back door unlocked for when you decide you want to find out if I’m a prude or not is the one-liner that had me rushing back to my trailer to pull out my box of vibrators. I didn’t even bother pretending one of them was Jensen Ackles. Every single one is now Beau Eaton.
