QUOTE : She ran her hand up my thigh and said, “I like it when you fill me deep, Rhys.” I laughed, not realizing it was an attempt at seduction, not a joke. She blinked, that slightly hurt look she gets when she thinks she's being rejected crossing her face. So I kissed her and used washing-machine analogies to dirty-talk her until she was smiling again. Jesus Christ. I think I might love her.