But Tomorrow I'll Be Coming Back To You

- After a moment of sheer serendipity, Michael Clifford entered my life, and right then, I knew never wanted him to leave.

"I wanna be drunk on your lips, intoxicated by your kiss. Your tongue like rum, sneaking down my throat. Your hands like whiskey, warming me with every touch. Your fingerprints all over my skin, like the tickle of tequila. I wanna be drunk on your body, your taste in my veins."