Feb 10, 2019
Love, Lost
“Come on, love, you’ve done enough for one night,” Garrett called to the woman furiously poring over the papers at his desk. “If you stare at those figures much longer, you’ll go cross-eyed.” He warned in all seriousness, raising his brows at her. Crossing the bedroom to stop in front of the desk, he leaned across it so that he was at eye level with her. “Even queens need to rest sometime, Noni.” @sinfulambiticn