“Hmm,
very sweet indeed. I do like my porridge sweet. What do you say Master J?”
Goldie’s
heart fell to her stomach at the sight of the tall, imposing man stepping up
from behind Catalina. His golden eyes zeroed in on Catalina’s fingers, before
they settled on Goldie, and she once again forgot to breathe.
“Leave Goldilocks to
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Niiiice. For some reason I thought Goldie was Evernight. Shows how much I pay attention to publishers. I just like what I like. :)
ReplyDeleteFUN! sounds fantastic Doris! well done
ReplyDeleteOoo, this is naughty, for some reason. i like your six!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tory. Glad you like it enough to not notice the publisher, lol.
ReplyDeleteLiz, yeah, I had such fun writing this tale!
Thanks Ray :-) It is a very naughty tale I have to say!
Ooh "Leave Goldilocks to me." Kind of made me breathless. I can just imagine what will happen next! ;)
ReplyDeleteUm...Goldie. I think Master J. has his eye on you! Better behave yourself, or not...
ReplyDeleteThanks Deanna and Dianne. Yeeesss, I wonder what will happen.
ReplyDelete*whistles not so innocently*