If you lie there much longer, I’ll be tempted to tie you to the table legs and try buttering your ass instead of the toast.

His words thrummed in, deep, imprinting themselves on her very deepest, deepest, deep bits.“I believe I am your destiny. You are mine, as I am yours. We shall be one. So one that your air will be mine, your scent mine, your blood will fill my veins, your soul and my soul will entwine together forever. Everything about you, mine.”Wow. “Those little china animals on my mantelpiece?”“Mine.

She inhaled his delicious male scent again. “Why do you smell so good?”“This.” He held up a small bottle. Eau de biker.“Fuck. I knew it,” she whispered.

She wondered, ever so hopefully, if among these men she would find her holy grail – what she'd been saving herself for from the day she opened the pages of her first romance novel – the man with the ten inch purple-headed schlong.Fabio with his flowing locks could take a hike.

She’d run over Dankyo in an instant to get to Theo. Be a darn big bump in the road, but she’d do it.