I ran the beautiful scarf slowly through my hands, and my smile grew wider as he continued to follow my every move like he was hypnotized. Morgan was a neat and meticulously organized man. He liked things to be just so, nearly all the time. The woman in me knew that. The devil in me wanted to upset his balance and make him spill outside his lines for me, until he was a scribble of love with no borders, no rules, and most of all no fears.