A TASTE OF SIN
"Damn, that's savage."
"I'm just playing with you, girl. But really, if that man hurts you, go for his balls. It's their weakness. You go, I'll be fine. If you ever need me, you know where I am," she stated, hugging me tightly. "You're going to be fine. The way he looks at you, it is how my Tommy used to look at me before his sight went to shit." She backed up, cupping my face tightly. "Let him love you. Broken things need and deserve to be loved too. In fact, they're often more passionate because they feel as if they don't deserve it. You be happy. If not, give him hell until you are."