Indigo Bloome

“Try anything like that again and that cute arse of yours will be the same colour your face is right now.”

“There, you are officially mine for the next forty-eight hours.”

“Not on your life, sweetheart, you're mine forbthe weekend. You just said so yourself. Don't worry, i will send through a message in your behalf.”

“No butts, no regrets, AB!”

“Please. Alex, i'm begging you...forty-eight hours? Tell me you'll stay.”

“Either way, what has happened, has happened, what will be, will be. I just don't know how it will end, or whether i will survive the journey.”