“I got you out of there because the second I saw you; I knew this wasn’t a fucking game. Not anymore—never has been to me, Harmony. You’re healing, and, darlin’, I respect that, I really do. You need space. You need a man who’s patient with you. You need a gentle man, one who will take you slow and sweet. I’m not slow and sweet. I’m hard and fast. I don’t make love—never have. I fuck. Hard.”
