Sarah Brianne

Nero lowered his head to speak in her ear, keeping his hands on her arms to lock her in place. __y problem is simple, Elle. I have a problem with you having no trouble saying thank you to someone else. I have a problem with you wrapping your arms around someone else. And I have a big fucking problem with you not minding kissing someone else. Not one fucking time have you done any of those things to me without my asking, or just doing it because you want to, not because I want you to.

Nero, we need to talk. Chloe will not get off my ass. I told her,_ Amo looked right at Chloe in the eyes, __o walk beside me, but she refuses to even say a word to me._____-that__ how I walk!_ Chloe blurted.__Elle started laughing; it was too hard not to.____h, now you can talk because Elle__ around._ Elle only laughed harder. "I blame you!_ He pointed at Elle.

Hey, babe, can I sit here?_ Elle turned her head and saw Nero standing there, holding a tray.__Did he just really ask that, and did he just really call me __abe_?____re you serious? Sit here?_ Elle pointed to the chair beside her.____es, I was talking directly to you, wasn__ I?_ Nero was definitely a smartass.____o, you clearly weren__ because my name isn__ __abe_. I bet you don__ even know my name. So, no, you cannot sit here, Nero.

The things I want from you, darlin_, will give you nightmares, ones like you__e never had before. A nightmare that will have you begging me not to wake you up._--Lucca