“It’s not that I don’t want you, Daisy. You have to understand just how much I want you.” Placing his fingers under my chin, he lifts my face until I’m staring up at him. His next words turn me from solid flesh and bones to a melted puddle of nothingness on the floor. “But the things I want to do to you, baby girl, are dirty, filthy things. And you’re too fucking sweet for me.”
