What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?

We were together because we were addicted to each other. I was never as intoxicated as I was when we were happy together, and I knew it was the same for him. We were putting ourselves through the wringer for those moments of perfection between us, but they were so tenuous that only our stubbornness, determination and love kept us fighting for them.

I own your pleasure," I whispered into his mouth. "I'll take it if you won't give it to me.

The idea I'd been toying with fully formed in my mind. "I'm plotting." "oh?" His mouth curved in a wicked grin. "Do Tell." Chapter 5 pg. 50

When I propose, angel, trust me, you’ll know it.

…was designed to protect his heart, to bind me and bribe me to stay with him no matter what. He was giving everything he had.

There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.