Daniel was so frustrated,he wanted to haul things into the universe.
The urge to break something was so strong.
He tightened his fist—an act that usually helped him regain control.
When he'd gone to the kitchen to fetch the milk,he'd held the glass so tightly that it almost cracked.
The evening had been such a memorable one and now it had turned sour.
The walk to her room was a silent one but his mind was in perfect chaos.
Macy had crawled into his head and had taken permanent residence there.
Her face,her smile,her scent, everything was engraved in his subconscious.
She both excited and confused him. One moment she's writhing in his arms,begging to be loved and the next she's recoiling,a crazy bundle of nerves.
When they got to her room,she extracted herself from his hold and sat
