Only Yesterday by Peggy Webb
You can’t be cheating on your beau if fate and destiny pushed you onto a hotter dude’s peen.

You can’t be cheating on your beau if fate and destiny pushed you onto a hotter dude’s peen.

Yes, that’s right. Whenever I think of Christmas romance, I think of RMS Titanic.

Hello, white woman. Do you secretly crave to have a noble savage injun rain onto your face?
