Chapter 10

• He tasted like passion...a feral beast just waiting to sink its claws into its prey. Gabrielle felt it, savored it in the heat of his mouth.
• She found it hard to stop once she started exploring, learning his flavor as she kissed him harder. She had done it all on an impulse. She had seen Angelo and the girl acting so cozy that her rage almost made her pull out her revolver, and put a bullet in the girl's head.
• It was startling, but Angelo brought out the worst in her. She wanted to stake a claim, let the girl know that she owned him and that she only had the right to stare, touch and dirty him up.