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328 pages, Paperback
First published October 28, 2012
“It didn’t matter, at least not while I was so high on him. Just like we were both high on the impulse and the risk involved. We weren’t so desperate that we wanted to be caught—it wasn’t that kind of recklessness. But the need for each other was always in our next breath…”
“No one has ever given me more, Max! But you give as much as you take. You’re honest with your desire. I never felt that you surrendered to me, only that you willingly participated.”
“You didn’t expect anything different, did you? But not since you—and not here. I like my sex fast, immediate, and sometimes dangerous. There’s an added excitement to creative locations, don’t you agree?”
“No, I don’t. But I will for you. In fact, I’ll do more than that. I’ll fight for you, Max. I’ll fight to have you for as long as I can.”
“I couldn’t believe the bitterness in the words spilling out of me. “Before you tell me to piss off. Because that’s all this is, isn’t it? A fuck. I know that, I’m not stupid. I know the rules. And believe me, I’m the first to enjoy it. But that doesn’t mean you get all of me.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Seve’s voice was low and angry. “What rules?”
“You know.” I wish I’d never started this.
(...)
He grabbed my arm and turned me to face him. “Is that your problem?”
“Let go of me.”
“I’m not the only one keeping to myself, am I?”
“What the fuck? Just let go, let it drop.” (...)
“I’m not jealous. I’ve got no stake in that.”
“So what the hell is the matter? Tell me!”
“There’s no point. That’s not what we’re about.”
“So what are we about?” Seve said. His voice had lowered again and his eyes had narrowed.
“I’m going, “ I said. “I’ll walk from here.”
“Don’t be ridiculous ---“
“Don’t tell me what to be or not!” I snapped. I turned and strode away.
He didn’t follow.

I don't know whether it was the fact I'd been drinking or the astonishing glow in those fabulous eyes, but an aura sparked off him like electricity. I didn't even have to touch him to feel it. The current ran through my whole body.
I knew this was a really bad idea. I didn't have the time or appetite for strange fascinations or lustful hookups, not even with a man whose grip around a plain glass made my nerves shudder with the anticipation of feeling that grip on me.
I was struggling to speak--my throat was as tight as a fist. My nerves were strung as tightly as a guitar string and hummed excitement about as tunefully. Inside my jeans, I felt my balls shift and lift with physical need.


‘The look on his face was awesome; it was soft and hard and bitter all at the same time. It reached right trough me to something far beyond. It was a look of angry challange and also a look of defeat.’
“I think that you want it to be all about sex. ...”
“No one has ever given me more, Max! But you give as much as you take. You’re honest with your desire. I never felt that you surrendered to me, only that you willingly participated.”
..and the cover is...freaking great.
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