As she drew closer the red cherry of his cigarette flared dully in the dark. "Wondered when ya'd get here, woman," he said, exhaling the smoke into the warm night air. "Thought ya might not be comin'." Andrea stared at him through the darkness. "Just shut your mouth and get those pants off, Dixon." Was one-shot smut with a twist, now something more. Graphic sex, swearing. Complete.
Rated: M - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 5 - Words: 23,104 - Reviews: 95 - Favs: 91 - Follows: 38 - Updated: 9/30/2013 - Published: 10/11/2012 - Andrea, Merle D. - Complete