"Thank you," she whispered, smiling at him as she watched him move away. Her hand went up to her lips and she smirked. God damn, Dawg was going to be invited to all of her private parties from now on. He knew how to work himself into a frenzy with her. Even now her lips still tingled from the kiss, the desire, the passion behind his strength. Whoever snatched him up better be ready for his role in the bedroom because there was a high chance the female would be walking bowlegged for a month. She watched him walk off and hoped the best for Dawg as well. No man like him should ever be battered and hounded because men like him were the reason females still had a chance to find love in this god damn fucked up world.