“Sex is definitely better than chocolate, and Lily would make a strong case that it’s more sufficient than oxygen. And when have you been freefalling?” “Last year, I skydived for the first time.” He nods. “Okay, well, hate to break it to you, but sex is ten times better than skydiving.” “No it’s not,” she rebuts. Ryke leans forward on his chair a little. “Then whoever fucked you didn’t do it right, sweetheart.”
