The guy had bet a night with his wife, Luke had bet his designer clothes, the guy had bet his second city home, Luke had bet his Lotus, on which, he’d stressed, the paint was still drying
. .
Young. Her complexion was clear and her skin was white almost to the point of being albino. He nodded, took another sip of his wine and glanced over at Sharon
The guy had bet a night with his wife, Luke had bet his designer clothes, the guy had bet his second city home, Luke had bet his Lotus, on which, he’d stressed, the paint was still drying
. .
Young. Her complexion was clear and her skin was white almost to the point of being albino. He nodded, took another sip of his wine and glanced over at Sharon
The guy had bet a night with his wife, Luke had bet his designer clothes, the guy had bet his second city home, Luke had bet his Lotus, on which, he’d stressed, the paint was still drying
. .
Young. Her complexion was clear and her skin was white almost to the point of being albino. He nodded, took another sip of his wine and glanced over at Sharon