What Is It With You, Sex, And

The World Would See The Beauty Of The Packaging, But Only I Knew The Man Inside It And How Precious He Was. His Intimate Smiles And His Deep Husky Laugh, The Gentleness Of His Touch And The Ferocity Of His Passion Were All Reserved For Me.

I Had To Bite Back A Laugh. "cary Taylor. Loving You Isn't A Character Defect." Chapter 12, Pg 213

What I Want Is For Both Of Us To Feel Safe. What You And I Have Together Shouldn't Be Draining Us Like This. It Should Be The One Rock-solid Thing We Both Count On.

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.

You’re My Wife, Eva. I Don’t Care If Anyone Else Knows It Or Not, I Know It. And I Want To Come Home To You, Have Coffee In The Morning With You, Zip Up The Back Of Your Dresses, And Unzip Them At Night.