I have never said this to anyone before.” Leo’s voice was like ragged velvet. “But the idea of you with child is the most insanely arousing thing I’ve ever imagined. Your belly all swollen, your breasts heavy, the funny little way you would walk … I would worship you. I would take care of your every need. And everyone would know that I’d made you that way, that you belonged to me.

I have always been an obsessive reader - I remember going back and forth to the local library with stacks of books taller than I was.

I want you to admit just once what you feel for me. I want to know if you'll miss me even a little. If you'll remember me. If you're sorry for anything.

I think at this point, safety isn't a feeling, it's a process. Starting with trust.

You know what it is you smell on him, Haven? Testosterone. It's leaking out of his pores.

Men are like dogs," Stacy was fond of saying. And she usually went on to add that, like dogs, they all took up too much space on the bed, and they always went for the crotch.

The feelings cut too deep for them to be put on display.