Can I take advantage of you in the limo?” His eyes laughed at me. “By all means, angel mine.
Sylvia DayThe world would see the beauty of the packaging, but only I knew the man inside it and how precious he was. His intimate smiles and his deep husky laugh, the gentleness of his touch and the ferocity of his passion were all reserved for me.
Sylvia DayWhy can men be boys all of their lives, but we women must grow old while we are yet young?
Sylvia Day