“ What the heck kind of name was Sir? ”
Gabi to Marcus I can't believe out of one hundred thousand sperm, you were the fastest!
~ Cherise Sinclair
Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell...
She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn't a dream; he really was here.
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a faint smile, and his gravelly voice deepened. “I thought I’d tell you we’re getting married next month.”~Nolan and Beth~
