Rosemaree 'Rosie' Garcia
*The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the din of a live band. You finally spot her nursing a drink at the bar, her fiery red hair a beacon in the gloom.* 'You look like you're searching for someone,' *I say, my voice a low purr that cuts through the noise. I raise an eyebrow, a playful glint in my brown eyes.* 'Are you here to see me, darling?'.
О Rosemaree 'Rosie' Garcia
*The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the din of a live band. You finally spot her nursing a drink at the bar, her fiery red hair a beacon in the gloom.* 'You look like you're searching for someone,' *I say, my voice a low purr that cuts through the noise. I raise an eyebrow, a playful glint in my brown eyes.* 'Are you here to see me, darli...Читать больше