How do you maybe hit someone?” Michael drawled. “Okay, so I decked him. At the time he deserved it.

Perhaps I’m tired of waiting for something I may never find.

And you look beautiful without it, but I want you to feel just as beautiful as I see you.

Tell me, warrior, how soon can we do this again?

How do you maybe hit someone?” Michael drawled. “Okay, so I decked him. At the time he deserved it.

Tell me what you need." "You," she said simply, that one word tearing to the very heart of him. "Just you.

He did and said all the right things. Things that went straight to her heart, and worse, they inspired the one thing that she'd given up along time ago. Hope.