Maybe I want to be tied down and forced to admit it

I didn’t know how much I could love until you were gone. Until your laughter no longer filled my home, your wicked high jinks no longer made me crazy. Until I stood in that damned club and knew, without you by side, my life was as empty as my bed was without you in it. I didn’t know what love was, until I saw my refusal to admit it drown all the sweet innocence in your eyes. I love you.

Her head throbbed as though gremlins were ripping holes in her brain

What am I going to do with you? I have suggestions, but this might not be the place for them.

Am I horny enough to hump a bedpost?" Mica asked. "Not quite yet. Should I consult with you first, Doctor?" Sarcasm lay thick and heavy in her voice. "I believe a consult would be a good idea." Ely nodded with mocking solemnity as Mica lifted herself onto the gurney. "You never know what you may end up hurting if the act isn't done properly.

You are a light that will always guide me, a whisper I'll always strain to hear.

He does kiss like a pirate though, I was able to re-affirm that.