Oh, Eva." He Rubbed His Cheek Against

Go Home, Gideon. Please." "i Am Home." He Caught Me From Behind And Buried His Face In Mu Soaked Hair. "i'm With You.

I'll Catch You Angel, I'll Always Catch You.

I Keep What's Mine, And I Do Not Share.

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)

Romance Isn't In My Repertoire, Eva. But A Thousand Ways To Make You Come Are. Let Me Show You.