kinky

“Mr. Gray,” I mutter. He’s smiling again like the Big Bad Wolf who wants to eat …”

“I have hobbies," he says, smirking. "Physical pursuits: Base-jumping, hang-glid…”

“Stop it, girl. There’s no way he’s five-years-old. Or one hundred. He’s probabl…”

“No man is an island,” he says. “Islands are made of dirt and rocks and trees. I…”