You stole my heart the day we met, and I’ve never asked for it back.

At my age, if I make it up, it’s still an old saying.

Does it hurt now?” he asked, his tone rough and seductive.”No.” She shook her head again and sighed, trying to pretend his touch didn’t make her uncomfortably wet.He grinned. “So…what’s with the heavy breathing?

First you say I am a murderer – an agent in league against you – and now I am a deluded heartsick girl! Pray make up your mind so I can scoff at you with...

Love is relentless, and so am I 😉