Did I ever tell you that you are like sunshine in the middle of the night?
It's awful to be rich and mind-boggingly handsome and have women fawn over you. My heart bleeds for you. Poor dear, how do you manage?
You sure you don’t want me to stay? I’ll make you coffee and ask you about your day.
You look like Curran. You have that pissy exasperated look on your face.
Some men were handsome. Some were powerful. Curran was...dangerous.
I had an appointment with a sexual deviant and I didn’t want to be late.