Marlena walked into the Cheatin’ Heart, her heart beating faster than normal as she scanned the smoky bar for her husband. He stood watching her, his mouth agape. “Doc, what are you doing in those clothes?” Marlena sauntered over to him and stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. “I thought you’d like them, …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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