““You're stalking me," Owen said. Sterling shook his head. "I prefer the word 'following'; it sounds less creepy." "But that doesn't make it any less annoying." Owen said,raising his eyebrows. "You almost make me wish you were mine to deal with; I can promise you'd be regretting this behavior very soon." That wiped the grin off Sterling's place. "God, I wouldn't regret anything if I was. Yours, I mean. I'd let you do whatever you wanted. "'Let me'?" Owen asked pointedly. "Somehow, I think you've misunderstood the definition of submission.””
