But then Zoe yanked the shower curtain aside, startling her
. ”
“You’re the type to spit out a guy’s bones and bury them in the yard.
. "Dean," she asked urgently, focusing on her earlier thought, "do you know the address of this office park, or its name, or anything?"
"Not really," he admitted to her. Her bare mound was slightly bloody when they pulled apart
But then Zoe yanked the shower curtain aside, startling her
. ”
“You’re the type to spit out a guy’s bones and bury them in the yard.
. "Dean," she asked urgently, focusing on her earlier thought, "do you know the address of this office park, or its name, or anything?"
"Not really," he admitted to her. Her bare mound was slightly bloody when they pulled apart
But then Zoe yanked the shower curtain aside, startling her
. ”
“You’re the type to spit out a guy’s bones and bury them in the yard.
. "Dean," she asked urgently, focusing on her earlier thought, "do you know the address of this office park, or its name, or anything?"
"Not really," he admitted to her. Her bare mound was slightly bloody when they pulled apart
