this is what happens

No romance book for days..I am dying.
I am burning up. Freaking hot flashes. Alone. With no book!
Well I do have books, but not a nice new romance book to squeal upon.
Then I find this dude on Stacy's page. Mister Sir Henri Castelli.

This is not FUN.

Life. Thank you for hot men. But don't show them to me...not NOW. Ger on you.

Don't you just want to take him home. Use him. Then store him in your closet for later use.
Ugh. What a hunk.

He's a romance HERO.
I am so depraved...
I think I am going to the library tomorrow.