If you were truly 'here for me,' you would have a Kahlua in one hand and Henry Cavill's number in the other. Since I'm not having drunken phone sex with Superman, there must be another reason you're darkening my living room.
Fallon, you're my Achilles Heel. I want to fuck you senseless, until you feel me imprinted on you even when I'm not inside you. But that's all I want--all I can allow myself.
I don't want forever. I never did... I just want right now.
If Shane had avoided her for years because of a kiss, he might leave the country over a blow and hand job.
Sometimes you have to go 'yippee-ki-yay' on a person who deserves it.