Why won't you take me, Remington?" He groans and pulls me closer. "Because I want you too much".

I used to dream of medals and championships, but now I dream solely of a blue-eyed fighter who one day changed my life, when he put his lips on mine. . .

God, I want to die in you.

Kick and claw all you like. Scream. Hit me. Curse the f*ck out of me. You won't sleep anywhere but with me tonight.

I'm addicted to you. You're my crack, and you also happen to be the only dealer.

It feels like he's marking me. Like he's preparing me for something monumental. That could both change and ruin my life.

What if someone comes?" I half-heartedly protest. "No one's coming here but you.