. He dumped his tray with a smile and made a beeline for the bathroom. Cowgirl. Gone is the slow burn of their first kiss, replaced by a desperately roaring bonfire. But he's too late
He sighed and faced Candy, the orchestrator of his torture. She sat down next to him, no tray or any trace of lunch with her
. He dumped his tray with a smile and made a beeline for the bathroom. Cowgirl. Gone is the slow burn of their first kiss, replaced by a desperately roaring bonfire. But he's too late
. He dumped his tray with a smile and made a beeline for the bathroom. Cowgirl. Gone is the slow burn of their first kiss, replaced by a desperately roaring bonfire. But he's too late