“He gave a dark chuckle. “But you’re not, so you had absolutely no qualms about kneeing me in the groin, right?”“I hit your thigh!”“Oh, please. A man doesn’t need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh,” he replied, his voice full of skepticism.”
“I hit your thigh!”“Oh, please. A man doesn’t need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh.”
“You’re a complication I don’t need.” He followed, placed his hands on each side of her head, and planted his knee between her thighs. “But you’re a complication I want. One I’m going to have.”
“Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze.”
“Your thighs are apple trees. Your knees are the southern breeze.”
“Who’ll come lie down in the dark with me Belly to belly and knee to knee Who’ll look into my hooded eye Who’ll lie down under my darkened thigh?”