He laughed, and it raised goos...
He laughed, and it raised goose-bumps on my arms. 'Oh,ma petite ,ma petite , you are precious.' Just what I wanted to hear. 'So how are you getting here?' 'My private jet.' Of course, he had a private jet. 'When can you be here?' 'I will be there as soon as I can, my impatient flower.' 'I prefer ma petite to flower.