Share 'Crime Fiction Genres Defined By Bedroom Scene'
to tell what sort of book you're reading by its bedroom scenes.
There was a knock on the door of my hotel room. I knew who this wouldbe. My heart started beating fast like a baby sparrow fluttering in my ribcage. I fluffed up my hair, touched up my lipstick, adjusted my heaving breasts and opened the door. Tarquin stood there, leaning against the door frame like a bronzed God. His A…
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