His Levis fit him quite nicely, while his worn flannel shirt looked soft against the deep tan of his forearms. A deep blue t-shirt peeked out from the V of the tucked in flannel. She couldn’t imagine him with his hair any longer than it was. The severe hair cut fit him. Her pulse quickened.
He was a true man.
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5 comments:
I do so very much love a man in jeans...
BABY! A true man! WOOT!!
What a great image...
A man in tight jeans, say no more...*panting*
He does sound mighty tasty. ;)
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