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27 февраля 2014 г., 00:21
“Tell me why you call me Irish.”
“Sure but, first things first.” His eyebrow arches pointedly.
“God you’re stubborn!” I release a heavy sigh. Given that I’m lying naked with the man, I figure I’ll humor him to get the truth. Pursing my lips to keep the grin from showing, I mutter, “Fine. I may want you.”
“May?” He grins at me. “You walked up and practically ripped my toga off as you pulled me down, shouting, ‘Kiss me, I’m Irish!’”
