That’s not love,” Avery said. “Love is when you’re willing to give up something you care about for someone else. It’s when you care more about the other person than your own desires, and you act on it – that’s love. It has nothing to do with sex.” Ramirez raised his brows in respect. “Whoa,” he said. “That’s deep, Black.”
He had short black hair, a shaved face, and although he wore a nice gray suit, there was an ease about his stance and appearance. A sip of coffee and he continued to stare without emotion.