The Accidental Suitor

by F.S. Hallgrimson

It was the perfect crime. Well, almost. As he walked away with his cheap treasure, his eyes locked with a feverishly attractive curly haired girl, her lips curling the longer they held gaze. Did she see and would she tell? There was only one thing he could do. "Here, this is for you."


F.S. Hallgrimson, who was responsible for Goosing the Queen, usually gets away with it.