Category: Debbie Mason

She heard a low laugh and glanced over her shoulder, meeting Gage’s amused glaze. ‘You’re trouble’, he mouthed.’No,’ Madison thought when she went all warm and gooey inside, ‘I’m in trouble.

You smell like you showered in gingerbread,” he said, his breath warming her ear.”Bite me,” she croaked.His low laugh ruffled her hair. “I might just do that. I really, really like gingerbread.”At that moment, so did Madison.