NIGHT 2: Nine and a Half Weeks
The thing about One Ball is that he’s naughty and nice, rolled into quite a good-looking package. He can transform from innocent, naive and big-eyed to red-hot, bitey and passionate in the swiftest of moments. One minute he’s cute and goofy and making me laugh, and the next … he’s definitely not making me laugh, put it that way. “What shall we do tonight?” he asked. “How about a movie and takeout?” I suggested. A few minutes of browsing through the DVDs in my cabinet later, we agreed upon Nine…
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