I caught his hand. What do you want me to do?Leaning down, he kissed the pulse beating on my neck just above the damaged skin. Tomorrow, I need you to die.
Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel.
Do you think we can be friends? I asked. He stared up at the ceiling. Probably not, but we can pretend.
I've always regarded it as a test of character to dislike the Kennedys. I don't really respect anyone who falls for Camelot.