I Swayed Into Him, Drawn To His

I Own Your Pleasure," I Whispered Into His Mouth. "i'll Take It If You Won't Give It To Me.

I Will See To This; You See To Your Sister. Be Quick About It. It Won’t Be Long Before I Come For You, And You’d Best Be Ready, Jess, With My Ring Still Gracing Your Hand. You Won’t Stay Me Then. I’ll Drag You To Scotland In Irons If I Have To.” He Left Her In A Rush. As Always, Taking Her Heart With Him.

I Supposed, Perhaps, You Miss The Promise Of What Could Have Been, While At The Same Time You Are Grateful That What It Was Instead Is Over.

Sometimes I Wanted To Believe Something So Badly, I Deliberately Manufactured Excuses And Ignored Painful Reality.

I Love You. Still Not The Right Word, But I Know You Want To Hear It.