Love Her Feet - Ivy Lebelle - The Cable Guy -05... Review

“You’re looking at my feet,” she said, not accusing, just stating.

“Yes.” No denial. No shame. “I love feet. Yours especially. The way you point them when you’re thinking. The way you curl your toes when you’re bored. I noticed you did that three times while I was crimping coax.”

“Stay,” she said. “Tell me why you love feet.” Love Her Feet - Ivy Lebelle - The Cable Guy -05...

“No.” He knelt—not creepily, but gently—by the ottoman. “But I’ve seen that before. My mom had the same injury. You’re favoring so hard you’re going to throw your hip out.”

Ivy laughed softly. “And what’s it asking for?” “You’re looking at my feet,” she said, not

“Then stay a little longer,” she said. “Cable’s not going anywhere.”

Marco settled back on his heels. “Because they don’t lie. Hands lie. Faces lie. But feet—they show pain, pleasure, exhaustion, desire. Your right foot is injured. But your left foot… it’s been asking for attention since I walked in.” “I love feet

“I’d be better if you let me do it without the boot,” he said. “But that’s not why I’m here. I finished the job. I should go.”