More like Cross blew your circuits during one of his sexathons. Still can’t get over that man’s stamina. Wish he’d swing my way and wear me out.

I'd rather argue with you, angel, then laugh with anyone else.

Chicks before dicks, and all that.

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

Your craving should be for me, angel, not an orgasm. For my body, my hands. Eventually, you won't be able to come without my skin touching yours.

I am obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You're everything i've ever wanted or needed, everything i've dreamed of. You're everything. I live and breathe you. For you.

I keep what's mine, and I do not share.