Sheโs my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose.โ โI love it when you talk dirty,โ she purred. โGive my regards to Lindsay.
Sylvia DayI can let you in, Eva. Iโm trying. But your first response when I screw up is to run away. You do it every time and I canโt stand feeling like any moment Iโm going to do or say something wrong and youโre going to bolt.
Sylvia Day