Quentin had no surprises left, no spark. She knew as much
as she needed to know about him-he wasn't the one.
O.E., however, was a complete unknown with all sorts of
strikes against him already. The ego. The freeloader
attitude. Then again, when was the last time she felt so
excited, so desired, and so wonderful in the arms of a man
that gorgeous? Never, that's when. Just the thought of his
solid embrace made her shiver. Without a doubt, this
particular bad choice had plenty of life left in it.
O.E. was raw, exciting, and powerful. And no matter
how ridiculous it might be to go out with him, it couldn't
top the insanity of this past year, wasting her time with
Quentin.
I'll get you, my pretty. A wicked thrill surged through
her as she cried out for her Winkie guard.