You're Mine, Angel. And I'm Yours. Nothing

You Should Go," I Breathed. "you Should Definitely Go." "go Here?" His Mouth Was On My Shoulder. "or Here?" It Moved Up My Neck.

And Just Like That, I Shut Off The Switch To My Brain.

His Were The Kind Of Eyes That Held Secrets. The Kind That Lied Without Flinching. The Kind That Once You Looked Into Them, It Was Hard To Break Away.

Your Biggest Dream? - Nora Grey Kiss You. - Patch Cipriano

In The End, The Only Thing Between Us Was Silence.