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We Were Together Because We Were Addicted To Each Other. I Was Never As Intoxicated As I Was When We Were Happy Together, And I Knew It Was The Same For Him. We Were Putting Ourselves Through The Wringer For Those Moments Of Perfection Between Us, But They Were So Tenuous That Only Our Stubbornness, Determination And Love Kept Us Fighting For Them.

The World Would See The Beauty Of The Packaging, But Only I Knew The Man Inside It And How Precious He Was. His Intimate Smiles And His Deep Husky Laugh, The Gentleness Of His Touch And The Ferocity Of His Passion Were All Reserved For Me.

He Was The Kind Of Guy That Made A Woman Want To Rip His Shirt Open And Watch The Buttons Scatter Along With Her Inhibitions.

It's Probably Best For Me To Work Off Some Energy Before I Get You Naked. I'm Sure You'd Like To Be Able To Walk Tomorrow.

What Are You Doing?" He Breathed. "you're Going Around, Stirring Up Everything." "i've Got Time On My Hands," I Shot Back, Just As Breathless, "since I Dumped My Asshat Boyfriend." He Growled, Fiercely Passionate, His Hand In My Hair Pulling So Tightly It Pained Me. "you Can't Make This Up With A Kiss Or A F*ck, Gideon. Not This Time." Gideon & Eva