Puretaboo - Pristine Edge - What-s In It For Me... • Limited Time

Julian kept her close. His hand on her lower back was cold, proprietary. “Smile,” he whispered. “You’re happy. You’re alive.”

Pristine’s instincts screamed. She backed toward the door. Locked. Of course. PureTaboo - Pristine Edge - What-s In It For Me...

What's In It For Me...

Then she set the glass down, untouched.

Julian smiled. “That’s the right question.” Julian kept her close

He slid a photograph across the table. A young woman—blonde, smiling, vaguely familiar. “My late wife,” he said. “She died three years ago. Car accident. Or so they ruled.” vaguely familiar. “My late wife

For the first time, Julian’s smile faltered.