" Sweetheart,” he says to me, his voice causing a cascade of shivers down my spine, “you’re all I fucking think about, all the damn time. I’m thinking about you even when you’re right here in front of me.” He pauses. “To say I want you is a fucking understatement.”
I open my eyes.
“Then find your balls and do something about it. "

― Karina Halle , Song for the Dead (Ada Palomino, #2)