- Quick Book Romance
Romance by Sky Taylor, Free love stories under the Trinity Moon
The Apple & the Snake
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Saddle Tramp - (47
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Her smile instantly died as she spied the pair of red panties blowing in the summer
breeze from the clothesline next to the house.
Worse yet, Vic had the audacity to join them and when she turned, his eyes were fixed upon her panties. To hide her embarrassment, she tensed her lips and told him in a tight tone, " Cameo's." Vic stifled a laugh, knowing full-well who the owner of those hot, red panties were. Cameo couldn't fit into them if her life depended upon it. Even so, he made a note to do his own laundry during his stay. Wouldn't be good for the cowboys to see his undergear flying in the breeze. click to continue The Nanny - (47 pages) A short love story with a twist. click to continue The Chimney Sweeper - {13 pages) Accident-prone Heather gets more than she bargained for during a visit to her grandfather's country home.click to continue
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The Apple & the Snake, A Quick Book Romance by Sky Taylor - Page 4 Morey flinched his mouth to one side and told him in an offhanded tone, “We’re running low on gas, too. But with dusk soon falling, I imagine the lady is about finished taking pictures. This will probably be her last stop.” “I wonder how much further this road to hell goes?” Morey shrugged. “Don’t know. It’s not even on the map.” Well that topped the cake, Mitch silently mocked, his decision made. He told his assistant, “Then we have no choice.” “Hum?” “Go around her car, Morey,” he instructed in that familiar boss-like tone. "If we don't make a move soon, we won't arrive at the office until after midnight." “With all due respect, that’s a crazy suggestion,” he told Mitch, thinking that a lack of patience had caused him to lose his marbles. All of them. He felt like he was driving Ms. Daisy with an attitude. “I’m not asking you to do such,” Mitch drawled in a superior tone. “I’m telling you. There is plenty of room. Just skirt to the right and hug the hill.” Morey turned around and eyed his boss, addled over his ridiculous suggestion. “Mr. Fontaine, this is more of a mountain than a hill. What you’re suggesting is impossible.” “You’re defying me?” Morey narrowed his eyes at him and drawled, “Yes, I am.” “Morey, let’s not get testy. I realize this is a stressful situation-”
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