Carve up the world... From the moment my sexy death angel strode through that door, I'd been in lust. Or at least that was what I told myself. Beautiful, powerful, and far too dangerous for me, and I was hooked. Utterly, irrevocably hooked. Course, she had her own personal psycho puppy and, man, as much as I'd like to hate him, I didn't. The dude was OCD to the point of painful when it came to cleaning, and he had the best skills...