The Idea I'd Been Toying

People Get Over Love. They Can Live Without It, They Can Move On. Love Can Be Lost And Found Again. But That Won't Happen For Me. I Won't Survive You, Eva.

There Was Something Sweet In Watching Him Pull Himself Back Together, Restoring The Façade He Wore For The World While I Knew At Least A Little Of The Man Beneath It.

Confucius Say, Man With Hand In Pocket Feel Cocky All Day

If I Owned Gideon, He Possessed Me. I Couldn’t Imagine Belonging To Anyone Else.

I Had Never Seen Hair That Purely Black. It Was Glossy And Slightly Long, The Ends Drifting Over His Collar. That Sexy Length Was The Crowning Touch Of Bad Boy Hotness Over The Successful Businessman, Like Whipped Cream Topping On A Hot Fudge Brownie Sundae. As My Mother Would Say, Only Rogues And Raiders Had Hair Like That." (eva About Gideon)