Playing with Fire

...the devil on my right shoulder must have brutally strangled the angel on my left...

The golden rays of the moon paid him absolute tribute. He was a buffet of muscles and corded strength.

You’re just begging for a piece of me, you know that?” she growled. “I don’t know what gave you the idea I've lowered my standards, but I assure you, I haven’t. I want no part of you.

You try almost dying, being chased, then hopping in a car with a complete (horny) stranger.

What do you think is the problem? You’re a cute kid-­‐uh, guy. Man. You’re a cute man.

He nodded again. “We didn’t know Lexis was pregnant when we both volunteered for some…experiments to enhance our DNA. Unfortunately, those experiments affected Sunny more than me and Lexis.