Wrong, asshole. Your body makes you male. Your brain and your heart—big and strong as ever—they make you a man.
They were both riding too fast for reason but just fast enough for sanity.
Lilli . . . Lilli . . . Lilli.” Sweet Jesus, she was going to kill him. She’d just gotten to sleep. Now he was running a finger up and down her spine, saying her name in an extremely life-threatening singsong voice.
