Dark And Dangerous. And All Mine.

I Had Never Seen Hair That Purely Black. It Was Glossy And Slightly Long, The Ends Drifting Over His Collar. That Sexy Length Was The Crowning Touch Of Bad Boy Hotness Over The Successful Businessman, Like Whipped Cream Topping On A Hot Fudge Brownie Sundae. As My Mother Would Say, Only Rogues And Raiders Had Hair Like That." (eva About Gideon)

We Knew Our Strengths And Played Up Our Assets. But We Couldn't See What Made Us Unique Enough For Someone To Really Love Us.

Your Craving Should Be For Me, Angel, Not An Orgasm. For My Body, My Hands. Eventually, You Won't Be Able To Come Without My Skin Touching Yours.

If I Was Any More Pleased With You, I Would Lose What Little Remains Of My Sanity.

I Realized We'd Pulled Into A Parking Garage. We Drove Around Two Levels, Pulled Into A Spot, Then Immediately Pulled Out Again. Along With Four Other Black Bentley Suvs. "what's Going On?" I Asked, As We Headed Back Toward The Exit With Two Bentleys In Front Of Us And Two Behind Us. "shell Game," He Said.