She’d known he had freckle fields on the top of his shoulders, but not that his skin would taste like toast and butter.
- Brb going out to the fields to pick you a bouquet of freckles, and tell him to stop rolling around in your breakfast. (My Fake Fiancee — Nancy Warren)
Posted 1 year ago
wtf, freckle fields, romance novels, i don't understand,
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