I undress to impress - Patch

Your enemy's enemy is your friend

I undress to impress - Patch

Hey now, none of that. You know I don't have one evil bone in my body. Only two hundred and six of them?

First,” he said, coming behind me and placing his hands on the counter, just outside of mine, “choose your tomato.” He dipped his head so his mouth was at my ear. His breath was warm, tickling my skin. “Good. Now pick up the knife.” “Does the chef always stand this close?” I asked, not sure if I liked or feared the flutter his closeness caused inside me. “When he’s revealing culinary secrets, yes.

Violence doesn't equal strength.

Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.