Now I want to kiss her even more.
Damn you! You just get more and more appealing.
Although she seems sweet and innocent and shy, at times she seems ready to participate in a much more intimate and dangerous game. I know I shouldn’t be thinking about games or misery or anything else concerning Olivia Townsend.
But damn if I’m not!
Perceptive. She’s as smart as she is beautiful. And probably doesn’t think she’s either one.
M. LeightonI don’t know why I feel so compelled to tell Olivia all my dirty little secrets, but I do
M. LeightonI want to paper cut her. On every square inch of her body. And then roll her in salt water.
M. LeightonI think I see her chest rise as she catches her breath. Maybe she’ll be the one to throw on the brakes. God knows I’m not going to. I might regret it later, but right now I’m not thinking about anything but what it would be like to see Olivia without that red dress.
M. LeightonNash leans forward and cups my cheek with his hand. He cocks his head slightly as he considers me. “Don’t do that. Don’t ever make it out like you’re less. Because you’d be gravely mistaken.
M. LeightonThat’s pretty bad when my hormones can block out a homicide.
M. LeightonThere's an unsavory term for that- a guy forcing a girl to do sexual things. But what is it they say? You can't rape the willing. And I'd be willing. Oh, how I'd be willing.
M. LeightonWhere did you get that dress?
I stole it from a homeless person," I say straight-faced. "She was lying right beside the stripper that gave you yours.
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