I Take That Back. If Hank Wants

I Wrinkled My Nose, Trying To Figure Out What He Smelled Like. Not Cigarettes. Something Richer, Fouler. Cigars.

Don't Blame Me. Tell Your Mom To Move Closer. Tell Her There's This New Club Called Civilization And You Guys Should Join.

You're A Psychopath." "i Prefer Creative.

Everything Had Come Into Sharp Focus : His Smooth Words, His Black, Glinting Eyes, His Broad Experience With Lies, Seduction, Women. I'd Fallen In Love With The Devil.

I Gave Up Something I Wanted For Something I Need. And I Need You, Angel. More Than I Think You'll Ever Know.