“You weigh nothing, Sugar. I’m a man whose entire career has been about taking hits from three-hundred-pound men and returning those hits. I could bench-press you. I’m a fucking man, Rosalie. One who loves every goddamn inch of this body. One who loves your curves and softness. One who loses his goddamn mind with the need to touch you. I’m not a boy who can’t handle the woman that you are. Do you hear me?”
