I'd Rather Argue With You,

"you’re Different,” He Said, Touching My Face. Of Course I Was. The Man I Loved Had Killed For Me. A Lot Of Things Became Inconsequential After A Sacrifice Like That.

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.

Go Home, Gideon. Please." "i Am Home." He Caught Me From Behind And Buried His Face In Mu Soaked Hair. "i'm With You.

I Love You. Still Not The Right Word, But I Know You Want To Hear It.

As He Stared Back, He Altered...as If A Shield Slid Away Fro His Eyes, Revealing A Scorching Force Of Will That Sucked The Air From My Lungs. The Intense Magnetism He Exuded Grew In Strength, Becoming A Near Tangible Impression Of Vibrant And Unrelenting Power.