“People—especially men—don't always know what they want. You try, and if it doesn't work, then you may quit.” With a broken heart. As if she'd read her mind, Abuelita frowned and scolded, “Hearts mend, but lost chances are gone forever.”

“What are you doing?” Her voice shook.“Whatever I want, sweetheart.”

“She rubbed her cheek on his chest like a sleepy cat. “I like when you hold me.”Dios, she was going to break his heart. “I like when I hold you too.”

“Have you gone crazy?""Have you gone crazy, Master.”

“I'll work with her." For now. Then he gave Z a steady look and drew his line in the sand. "You are the owner, sir, but they're my trainees. I would be most grateful if you could remember that." Don't do it again.Gray eyes level, Z tilted his head in acknowledgement and slid the trainee's paperwork down the bar top.With a grin, the bartender set a drink on the bar. "You know, Marcus, you say fuck you almost as politely as the boss."-Master Z, Marcus and Cullen”

“what you need and what you want aren't the same things,”

“Dios, she'd never come so hard in her life. How many people died this way? How would he ever explain to the ambulance crews that he'd chained his girlfriend out on the deck and killed her with too many orgasms?”