Publisher's Synopsis
He loved his water "European" feel stays close to his heart.She watched the play of light and that shadow amazing glow over his face.She was smoking on fire feeling like the City girl in her Citreon.Let's get some French coffee with the family of Carretti's. I know what you are going through you need to restart your Bugatti engine.He was the "Re'my" of French kisses he had the words with his ladies. They were walking on the street it was named Rue Monsieur Le Prince it seemed to fit him perfectly.She smiled and was thinking to herself she said please God have mercy me or since we are in France merci' beaucoup she was wearing this sexy Parisian style dress yellow like the goddess sun with polka dots she bought it in this Dior boutique the tags were printed with hearts and they said Merci' he was so hot on red fire there was not a single Starbucks to be found where they were.But they didn't care because where they were was so seductively edible. She could eat all his words in French. His eyes gleamed at her and then his hand found her sex switch peachy breast so ravishing every last word rationalizing like an avalanche so fiery like a waterfall needed to save her.But at one time he had in fact kissed her and turned her down flat.She was so heartbroken and felt deprived of everything. Sage didn't have the heart to tell him she trashed his roses and heartfelt cards but she was relieved that things were better than ever between the sheets.She assumed the flowers were from him, but she knew better maybe they were from her dominant boss.She didn't make out the writing it was blurry.They had a white book with angel wings with a list of words they felt protected from saying them like a prayer just like how we pray see whats around you, observe and stay alert, don't let someone survey you to get something that they want.Why do we copy one another with someone elses talent so we can get ahead why cant we just be happy with who we are.Gaze at/upon the stars make a wish.Let your eyes be in control let them guide you. Tell yourself your very lucky that you were born. Be the Spy lady holding the dark-side of the black book. knowing how to play the game one step ahead that could save your life.Let the middle men be two steps back being squashed on a railroad track and the third man well that saying things come in three's. Or you kneeling down on your dying knees.Let yourself have a good laugh or funny or die.Like a death in the family.Let's be strong and positive be hopeful. Warrior warlocks twisting through door # 1 called Devlin what do you find a dead body door # 2 called Heaven can wait and hell seems a lot closer your next door # 3 Men with love & Merci' did it get darker tree branches falling. Such wits of 3 men in the wilderness you stop to think no remorse dead stare and wink you seem deliciously called upon its your time 4.45 spells backwards he tells you to SHH. Your all exposed the heat is on. He got caught to many sticky bun's they bit into. Those butler quarter was he going to improve Sage her situation.Would she pay for her sin's later or three men but she wanted to have a baby. Sage emailed or blackmailed in a compromising postion or in better sexual terms she had it coming to her, did her water burst had she come right to his hot spot surface.Imported wine as he kissed every inch of her long slender column.She's red hot fire tomatoes ruined got crushed too many hearts had its day. But yesterday swimming around 4 those sensual mermaid's Grecian Goddess went ruling the world with ritual sword's saying redrum redrum murder!