“Damn, what’s that noise?” For a minute there he didn't recognize the sound near his ear. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Marlena’s phone. Before he could hand it over to her, she climbed over him and walked into the hallway with her phone. When she closed the bedroom door, he heard …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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