It's Probably Best For Me To Work

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

Angel, Getting You Off Is Ninety-nine Percent Of The Fun For Me.

The World Would See The Beauty Of The Packaging, But Only I Knew The Man Inside It And How Precious He Was. His Intimate Smiles And His Deep Husky Laugh, The Gentleness Of His Touch And The Ferocity Of His Passion Were All Reserved For Me.

Sometimes Love's Not Enough. And If It's Not Enough, What Good Is It ?

I'd Rather Argue With You, Angel, Then Laugh With Anyone Else.