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

“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!”

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

“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.”

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

“You set up your place in my thoughts, moved in and made my thinking crowded.”