A Bradford Christmas Eve
Part II
An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle
“I thought you were tired,” Reese said as the small woman, who demanded that he carry her to bed after they tucked the boys in, climbed onto his lap.
“I am,” Kasey assured him before adding, “but then I remembered something important.”
“And what’s that?” Reese asked as he placed his hands on her thighs, unable to help but notice… Read More