tombshifter
“Of course I would.” She leaned forward, pressing a kiss against his lips. “So would you, Beau.” She ruffled his hair. “What would you know? You’re only 200. You’ve got so much to learn.”
“Someone’s confident.” Beau teased as he kissed her back. “Being older doesn’t make you wiser, it just makes you want to go to bed before the sun goes down.”











