Nathaniel York's heart and body were subjected to a double torment. "Matilda Jenkins, you're going too far…"
Matilda muttered to herself, "Hey, who do you think this man really is? What does he want with Nathan Cole?"
"He's not your man, what do you care?"
Matilda turned her head, "He's not now, but who's to say about later? I think he's pretty good-looking, has a great body, and also... mmm..."
Nathaniel York firmly sealed Matilda's mouth shut, pried open her foolish lips, burrowed into her mouth, and stirred her little tongue, wishing he could swallow her whole. He also wanted to transfer all the fury in his stomach into Matilda's mouth to let her know just how angry he was.
Nathaniel York felt like someday Matilda Jenkins's behavior would lead to his early demise; she was a pure little ingrate, always seeming forever impossible to satisfy.