I Thought We’d Turned A Corner. Maybe

I Thought We’d Turned A Corner. Maybe We Did, But We Hit A Brick Wall Anyway.

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 Have One One Type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That’s It.” I Rolled My Eyes. “okay. Whatever.

Sometimes Love's Not Enough. And If It's Not Enough, What Good Is It ?

I'm Still Not Sure I Didn't Hallucinate The Conversation While Overdosing On His Pheromones.