Day One Of My Life Was The

I 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)

Oh, I’ll Fight You,” She Promised, Her Eyes Clear Of Shadows. “that’s The Way I Roll.

Gideon Opened His And Read, “prosperity Will Knock On Your Door Soon.” I Snorted. Cary Shot Me A Look. “i Know, Right? You Snatched Someone Else’s Cookie, Cross.” “he Better Not Be Anywhere Near Someone Else’s Cookie,” I Said Dryly. Reaching Over, Gideon Plucked Half Of Mine Out Of My Fingers. “don’t Worry, Angel. Your Cookie Is The Only One I Want.

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.

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.