You Have A Transportation Fetish. I Have

I'd Rather Argue With You, Angel, Than Laugh With Anyone Else." Jesus. It Took Me A Minute To Be Able To Swallow The Last Bite In My Mouth. "you Know . . . I Love You Madly." He Smiled. "yes, I Know.

Gideon Opened His And Read, “prosperity Will Knock On Your Door Soon.” I Snorted. Cary Shot Me A Look. “i Know, Right? You Snatched Someone Else’s Cookie, Cross.” “he Better Not Be Anywhere Near Someone Else’s Cookie,” I Said Dryly. Reaching Over, Gideon Plucked Half Of Mine Out Of My Fingers. “don’t Worry, Angel. Your Cookie Is The Only One I Want.

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.

Has That Line Ever Worked For Anyone?” “i’m Not Feeding You Lines. I Mean Every Word.” … “day One Of My Life Was The Day I Met You.” “okay, That’s A Winner. You Can Put It In.

I Will See To This; You See To Your Sister. Be Quick About It. It Won’t Be Long Before I Come For You, And You’d Best Be Ready, Jess, With My Ring Still Gracing Your Hand. You Won’t Stay Me Then. I’ll Drag You To Scotland In Irons If I Have To.” He Left Her In A Rush. As Always, Taking Her Heart With Him.