" I want you,” he says with a gruff tenderness. “I want more of you. And I don’t care how I get it.”
I search his eyes, greener now than they have ever been. They’re bright and burning and I know he wants me. I can feel it in my bones, and the thrill is like a million bombs going off at once. How did this even happen? I’m absolutely spellbound by him.
I clear my throat, but even so my words are quiet. “You have me. "

― Karina Halle , The Play