MLMM Wordle #230


The vision of T-shirt sleeves rolled up to expose his muscles made her quietly moan in delight. “How’s my little honeysuckle this lovely spring morning?” he cooed. Her sleepy sterling silver eyes partially covered by the frills of her robe fluttered back at him. He feigned ignorance at her grace filled entry into the garden, draping those tanned arms of his over a trellis hoping to entice her even more. The cohesive action of eye to eye contact ensued and the gardener and the client took a stroll.


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