Dark and Dangerous. And all mine.

As long as Kline doesn't kiss you." The warning was clear in his voice. "Same goes." "If he kisses me, he's getting decked." I laughed. "You know what I meant.

I didn't know I was looking for anything until I saw you.

His kisses were gifts. He kissed with everything he had, with power and passion and hunger and love. He held nothing back, giving everything, exposing everything.

You put your hand on Corinne's back like this again and I'm breaking your fingers.

We are totally dysfunctional.” “I prefer ‘selectively deviant’. But we’ll keep that to ourselves.

Heaven with my angel. It doesn't get any better than this.