You will stay with me. You will sleep here at my side and you will touch me. I am depressed but not when you stroke my chest.
Love. Yes. That’s what I feel for you. Your smile makes me happy and your pain makes me hurt with you. Your unhappiness makes me unhappy. Your body makes me ache and you make me hard with need to be inside you. You are always on my mind and when I am not with you, I want you with me.
Easy, man.” He slowly turned and his dark eyes narrowed. “Don’t mess up your house. Or my face. You like us both. We’ll deal with how to handle this as soon as you calm down.
She rolled over and sat up as he bent, tearing off his boots. “Whatcha doing?”
“I like that.
I’ve had four serious boyfriends in my life.
I could mount you until I die.
You know, every bad guy was once good until he crossed a line. I don’t think they come out of the womb being assholes.