You aren't what I expected. I wish you were. It'd be so much easier.

Too late. I’ve already seen the blush. Stop trying to hide it from me. I think it’s adorable.

He seems like a man who knows what he wants, and the problem is he wants what I want.

He did say I fascinated him, but he really should have clarified to me that I was just the fascination for the day.

Because I can’t live without Della. I don’t want to. She’s the reason I get up in the mornings - Woods

Let her arm go and pray she has no bruise,” a familiar voice said in a low angry tone. I shuddered from relief at the sound of his voice. Trey released my arm and shrugged, grinning. “I just wanted an oyster, and she wouldn’t serve me.” I opened my mouth to protest when the warm fingers holding my arm softly squeezed me for reassurance. So, I stayed quiet. “Jason, please escort your friend to the door. I have no other reason to speak with him unless Sadie has a bruise or any lasting marks from his hands, and then he will see me again.

I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.