He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.

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

There was something sweet in watching him pull himself back together, restoring the façade he wore for the world while I knew at least a little of the man beneath it.

If I owned Gideon, he possessed me. I couldn’t imagine belonging to anyone else.

You’re not the only one who can get possessive. I’m very proprietary about what’s mine.

Can I take advantage of you in the limo?” His eyes laughed at me. “By all means, angel mine.

He caught me to him and cupped my cheek in one hand. “I want to keep feeling the way I feel when I’m with you. Just tell me what I have to do.