My beautiful soul,”he murmured and caressed my cheek.”When you have the ultimate selfless sacrifice it paid my wrong.You proved to be worthy of my devotion.Of Death’s…love.
Good isn’t my thing but Sawyer’s important to me. Please remember I’ve got my limits and you studying my mouth like you want a taste is pushing me dangerously close to the edge of those limits.
Della was my go all in. She was my winning hand. You can’t play when you go all in and lose. I’m out.” “No, you’re not. This hand ain’t over yet,” Rush said.
