Leather & Lark

And though my makeup is probably smeared down my cheeks and I think I lost another fake eyelash because why the fuck won’t they stay on around this man,

And though my makeup is probably smeared down my cheeks and I think I lost another fake eyelash because why the fuck won’t they stay on around this man,

Lachlan Kane is an ass man. Good to know.”

“Take me in the back …”

“I must admit, I was expecting maybe stunning, or beautiful. Or, God forbid, feckin’ sexy.”

The look of pure mortification on Lachlan’s face is delectable.

So you took the whole finger?”

So you took the whole finger?”

He lets out a disgruntled huff and glares at me as though I’m the one who passed wind.

“Geallaim duit a bheith i mo fhear céile dílis duit, fad a mhairimid le chéile,”