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224 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 16, 2012

The most perfect sound to me - a man coming undone. A man losing his tiny thread of control. A man who was now groaning loud, coming with me. Because he'd lost his hold of himself. Because of me.
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"You’re not damaged, Tuesday. You’re restless."

I had walked away from Phil and his bullshit and Stan and his cloying too-much-love. I did not want to care what Shepherd did or how Reed felt or that under it all I felt like I was shafting Adrian. I didn’t want all that sticky messy feeling shit. I just wanted sex. Was that so bad?

"You make me crazy," he said softly. "But I’m not putting any chains on you, Tuesday." He pulled back to look at me. "Except maybe the ones you ask for," he amended.

"I’m grabbing you, Tuesday Cane. All you have to do is grab me back."

‘I know, baby. It’s the scariest thing I’ve felt in over a decade. But it’s there. And I’m man enough to admit it.’
