You're An Addiction...my Obsession.

I've Told You Before,” He Said Huskily. “i'll Take You However I Can Get You.” “whatever. Don't Think I Don't Know You're Topping From The Bottom.” His Mouth Curved With Unapologetic Amusement.

I Can Let You In, Eva. I’m Trying. But Your First Response When I Screw Up Is To Run Away. You Do It Every Time And I Can’t Stand Feeling Like Any Moment I’m Going To Do Or Say Something Wrong And You’re Going To Bolt.

You Gonna Deal With Mr. Hot And Moody?" "not Sure. I May Just Pull Out My E-reader." He Nodded. "probably Safer For Your Sanity.

I Look At You, Angel, And I Want You So Badly. I Want To Be With You, Listen To You, Talk To You. I Want To Hear You Laugh And Hold You When You Cry. I Want To Sit Next To You, Breathe The Same Air, Share The Same Life. I Want To Wake Up To You Like This Every Day Forever. I Want You.

I Am Obsessed With You, Angel. Addicted To You. You're Everything I've Ever Wanted Or Needed, Everything I've Dreamed Of. You're Everything. I Live And Breathe You. For You.