“Foul language is not welcome in this house.” “Just like my naked yoga isn’t?” Lolli huffed. Cope’s face scrunched as he shook his head, making his light-brown hair flutter in a way I was sure the high school girls would sigh over. “Please do not remind me. I’m scarred for life.” Lolli stuck out her tongue at him. “It’s called a sun salutation, and it’s your fault for coming over to my guesthouse unannounced.”
Oh Lolli
