“Tell me how you want to die, and I’ll tell you who you are.”
“Tell me whom you haunt and I’ll tell you who you are.”
“ ‘Tell me what you read and I’ll tell you who you are’ is true enough, but I’d know you better if you told me what you reread.”
“You want me?” he breathed. “You want my mouth on your pussy, sucking it until you scream, or my cock back inside it? Tell me how you need it, and I’ll give it to you.”
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart … Anything. And I’ll do it.”
“Blaire, tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do whatever it is you need.”