“He had let me know time after time that he was a thinking man, a man of intellect and wit. Yet one unintended hungry look into my eyes and he betrayed each of his words he had carefully spoken to me. I knew it in that instant. He was a viscerally driven man. And one day, he would possess me.” LoveWritingIntellectWitLove StoryWritersThinking ManTrainsPossessJamie WeiseHungry LookViscer Author:Jamie Weise