"After all, I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens.
But, just those that bring simple little pleasures; following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
{ L.M. Montgomery Literary Society }...
She blinked her eyes open, her lips parted and cheeks flushed, looking every bit like a goddess before him. And if he were a better man, he wouldn’t have been able to taint such purity. But he wasn’t a better man, and there was no turning back now.
(A. Zavarelli, King's Kitten)
HM ~
