“Wha’ do yew think?”
Eying the woman behind the rim of his tankard–James took a loose swing and sauntering over.
“Ah don’ know, me dear.”
Close proximity was brief before he waltz passed her–whispering near her ear.
“Enlighten me.”
“Wha’ do yew think?”
Eying the woman behind the rim of his tankard–James took a loose swing and sauntering over.
“Ah don’ know, me dear.”
Close proximity was brief before he waltz passed her–whispering near her ear.
“Enlighten me.”