“You like broken things?” Cash muttered. Zee bit down hard on his plush lower lip. His face was darkly flushed, his fingers tight against Cash’s skull. “Love them,” he gritted. “Nothing like a project.” — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“... it’s you. You with that bloody obsession, that love of other that runs like a seam of gold through you. That life unlike… — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“You’re so hungry for success, more. I can almost feel the crossroads looming... Do you know there’s a legend that certain musicians sold their… — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“His sinner, huh? His very own personal sinner. Somehow the concept was very, very appealing.” — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“Benedict somehow found the words he needed. “I give up, Evander. All the battles, the fights. The walls. Broken, defeated, breached. You've won.” — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“You like broken things?” Cash muttered. Zee bit down hard on his plush lower lip. His face was darkly flushed, his fingers tight against… — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re propositioning me in a church?” “Now where else are you going to be civil to me?” — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“No. Cut me, if you get off on it. I’ll enjoy it. I’ll enjoy bleeding for you, hurting for you. I enjoy giving you… — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“I mean something dirty, sweaty,” Luiz corrected idly, leaning closer. He stroked the back of his knuckles down Michael’s cheek. “What I like best.… — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“You liked watching Lucrezia and her consort,” Roark observed, ignoring his comment and switching the subject, taking Nix’s earlobe between his white teeth and… — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
“Christ.” Evander fell back against the pillows, giving in with a smirk. “What the fuck have I unleashed?” “The man that you wanted me… — Jae T. Jaggart Copy Share Image
