Love, my ass. The international language is food.

“He couldn’t be serious. He was not accusing Marc of wanting me dead! If that wa…”

“Levi will kill me the minute he sees me, and I don't trust Madeline. There's so…”

“My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, …”

“Kaylee, this means something to me.” His hands trailed down my arms to cup my e…”