People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won’t happen for me. I won’t survive you, Eva.
I didn’t know I was looking for anything until I saw you.
He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.
I am obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You’re everything i’ve ever wanted or needed, everything i’ve dreamed of. You’re everything. I live and breathe you. For you.
I loved the way he kissed me, as if he had to, as if he’d go crazy if he didn’t and had nearly waited too long.
Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn’t before. I have a place now, with you.
It’s probably best for me to work off some energy before I get you naked. I’m sure you’d like to be able to walk tomorrow.
Angel, a crowd of millions couldn’t hide you from me. I found you once. I’ll always find you.
Romance isn’t in my repertoire, Eva. But a thousand ways to make you come are. Let me show you.
I love you. Still not the right word, but i know you want to hear it.