Gideon knew exactly what I liked. Not because I’d told him, but because he paid attention to everything about me.

Chicks before dicks, and all that.

I can't bail out on Cary," I said apologetically, turning to face him. "Chicks before dicks and all that.

You hit me the instant I saw you." he said, gruffly. "I couldn't look away. I wanted you immediately. Excessively. Almost violently.

I've learned to allow myself the room to fall in love with what I'm writing.

You have a transportation fetish. I have a Gideon fetish. It's been weeks.

There wasn't a woman alive who could resist a man who paid attention to her, who made her feel like she was the only other person in his world.