“I'm not a leather kind of Dom when it comes to practicality. He Smiled " I'm much more a demin kind of Dom." Shayla arched her brow at him. " A demin Dom huh?" he nodded . " Better then a sweating-my-ass-off Dom.”

“I love you," he whispered, kissing her. She smiled. "I love you, too."He was suddenly aware of Kaden lying right there. He looked at his friend. Kaden smiled. "Still not doing you.”

“Can't I just shoot you in the ass with paintball pellets? Those fuckers hurt. I'm an expert marksman with firearms. I could turn your ass red, green, blue, whatever the fuck color you want.”

“Scary isn't een in the same fucking universe as what I'm feeling right now, dude." Ball-crawling heebie-jeebies might come close.”

“Scary isn't even in the same fucking universe as what I'm feeling right now, dude." Ball-crawling heebie-jeebies might come close.”

“You have no right to run me out of here!""Yes, I do, because it's my house. I live here now."He could have dropped his pants and taken a shit on the coffee table and it wouldn't have shocked her as much as that revelation."What?”

“I’m going to miss him like hell when he’s gone,” she eventually continued. “It’s going to rip half my soul out. If you weren’t here for me, I would fucking give up and die the minute he quit breathing.”