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.
Sylvia DayI had never seen hair that purely black. It was glossy and slightly long, the ends drifting over his collar. That sexy length was the crowning touch of bad boy hotness over the successful businessman, like whipped cream topping on a hot fudge brownie sundae. As my mother would say, only rogues and raiders had hair like that." (Eva about Gideon)
Sylvia DayI'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.
Sylvia DayMost suits made the man. Gideon did things to a three-piece suit that should've been illegal.
Sylvia DayI don't blame you. But if there's anything else you have to tell me, now would be the time." He pressed forward, urging me to stretch on the couch. Coming over me, he whispered, "I'm in love with you." With everything going wrong, that was the one thing that was totally right. It was enough.
Sylvia Day