Yes, I’m officially the world’s worst blogger. It’s twelve kinds of crazy around our house and blogging completely skipped my mind today. Between canning all the tomatoes from our garden (someone please slap me the next time I decide to put 15 plants in the tomato section!), editing the first book in my new menage (and more!) series and writing the first draft of a scifi capture fantasy erotic romance, I totally spaced.
So, um, I offer up delicious man chest for your enjoyment.