Tuesday, April 2, 2013


From Reckessly --

Lana moved his hand to her knee beneath the tablecloth and immediately stole his attention. I. Dare. You, she mouthed before drawing the top row of her teeth over her bottom lip.

“You dare an Elliott brother at your own risk,” he whispered, brushing his palm up her thigh until he reached the hem of her dress. “You know I never say no to a dare or bet, right?”

Lana leaned in to his ear. “Oh, I’m banking on that.”

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