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Timepiece by myra mcentire
Timepiece by myra mcentire





timepiece by myra mcentire

The rear view was so spectacular, I considered not saying anything else to her until we were inside so I could enjoy it in peace. She turned her back to me and stood on her tiptoes, craning her neck to check the progress of the line. “Aye, aye, Captain.” I gave her an enthusiastic salute. “If you ask to rub my belly or make any of the obvious body-part jokes, I’ll steal your sword and you’ll leave here needing a peg leg. She assessed me through a slim, black mask. I had no idea how she got that ridiculously curvy body into a skintight golden cat suit, but I was all for helping her get out of it. Either way, it was the kind of lip that begged to be between my teeth. Her mouth was a masterpiece, the lower lip slightly fuller than the top. I stared openly at the girl standing in line next to me, who did everything she could to avoid looking in my direction. Maybe getting drunk and dressing up like a pirate for the masquerade was a bad idea.

timepiece by myra mcentire

Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old. I love you all the time, no matter what,īe not the slave of your own past.

timepiece by myra mcentire

The second book in the Hourglass series, 2012







Timepiece by myra mcentire