Sean was standing in the middle of the bathroom floor wearing his oldest, most faded jeans and a Sheffield United t-shirt that had been laundered so many times it was practically see-through. He was bare foot and his hair was as mussed
God, yes, hot, please!
And it's followed by... Scrubbing Bubbles. LOL!
You know, I would make sure to never ever run out of Scrubbing Bubbles if Sean got to scrub my tub ;-)
Oh, and this: "Adorable. Hot. Irreplaceable. Brilliant. Sexy. Gorgeous. Stubborn. Hot. Viggo could go on for hours ...mine." Who am I to argue with Viggo, right? lol
That was funny and hot. (Hot. Can't get the image of Sean out of my head... bent over the edge of a tub... wiping sweat off his forehead... reaching for Scrubbing Bubbles ...)
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God, yes, hot, please!
And it's followed by... Scrubbing Bubbles. LOL!
You know, I would make sure to never ever run out of Scrubbing Bubbles if Sean got to scrub my tub ;-)
Oh, and this: "Adorable. Hot. Irreplaceable. Brilliant. Sexy. Gorgeous. Stubborn. Hot. Viggo could go on for hours ...mine." Who am I to argue with Viggo, right? lol
That was funny and hot. (Hot. Can't get the image of Sean out of my head... bent over the edge of a tub... wiping sweat off his forehead... reaching for Scrubbing Bubbles ...)
You are evil. ;-)