The news had come as a surprise to her considering Giorgio had been trained out of close relationships. Anything resembling love or affection should have been virtually impossible for him to feel or show. They didn’t have any information on this deadly black woman, but that would change.
Mo played with one of Aleksi’s little feet, keeping a count in her head of how much more tummy time he had left. “I know this.” She put on her best a Russian accent. “I was trying to make better.” He smiled. “You want other baby.” “Not so soon.” “Your mouth saying Russian words, using Russian tongue . . . it will give you other baby.”
My "After The End" online series returns in one week with the newest installment: The Darkest Knight. “You think to leave you, Bez, is easy?” His brow rose, pushing the scar that slashed through it into his hairline. “I do not like to be away from you.” Mo played with one of Aleksi’s little feet, [...]
“Austin!” Cason grabbed Austin’s hand and used all his strength to pull back on the limb. “Come on, man!” Blood spotted Austin’s undershirt, smeared his knuckles. “You want to try it again, Matt?” His voice carried throughout the silenced locker room. “You want to try sending pictures of your dick to my wife again?” Cason released Austin’s arm. “What? Are you serious? Man, Austin. . .do your thing.”