“Cards on the table, Ava. No fucking about, no more drunken confessions and no more holding out on me, Do you understand?”

“Everything is so much more bearable with you around, Ava.”

“No, you're not." He sounds very confident. "Ava, you've found out the worst about me and not run a mile. Well, you did, but you came back." He kisses my forehead. "Do you honestly think I'm bothered about my age?”

“You’ll always need me, Ava. I’m going to make sure of it. Now, let’s see if we can fuck some sense into you.”

“Just tell me one thing before you leave, Ava.” His voice prickles at my senses… His face is serious, but still stunning. “How loud do you think you’ll scream when I fuck you?”

“Ava, why the fuck am I handcuffed to the bed?”

“Ava, the sexual tension batting between you and that man was so fucking super charged, even I was horny!”