a-holiday-weddingThe girl scowled at them and stuck out her tongue when they both laughed. “Only way you’re getting me in skirts is if you sedate me and tie me to something.”

M.J. blushed at her memory of Aquos and her breaking in the suite last night. He’d made sure the bed had several strategic posters, which came in handy. The only reason she even saw the filled closet was that was where he’d gone to get the silk ties they used.


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