I glance down his body. He's still wearing his shorts and his shirt, and I still have my T-shirt on. Jeez-- talk about wham, bam, thank you ma'am.
~ E.l. James
Are you still mad at me?Yes.I'll go back to sleep, then.Good.
The platinum Omega watch he gave me at breakfast on our first morning in London obscures the red line. The inscription still makes me swoon. AnastasiaYou are My MoreMy Love, My LifeChristian
If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.
