Jesse J.

“I did not expect anyone to be here," he said. "I thought you would be asleep by now."
She stared into his eyes for a long moment, hating how distant they seemed. "You've been swimming."
"Yes. And it did not work."
"What did not work?"
"I still want you."
Her heart was in her throat. She had not expected such honesty. "That is why you've been swimming ... because you desire me?"
"Yes."
"And is that so terrible?"
"Evidently."
She worked to contain her emotions. "Why?"
"I have never hungered for another woman the way I do you," he said. "I do not like it.”
― Stacy Reid, Wicked in His Arms