Lady In Red Those red lips he thought, not only had they stained his skin but they'd stained his heart. Delicate curves and a smile that stuck to your brain like a migraine, no matter how hard he tried that red smile was stamped into his brain. He'd given up trying to sleep, his thoughts were burning of his lady in red. -Katy west
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