Humans are vulnerable, because they’re capable of being hurt.

If I'd wanted you dead five minutes ago, you'd have died five minutes ago.

And you would have lost. We were surrounded. He threatened your life, and he would have made good on that threat. He had you, and that meant he had me, too.

What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and Patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the Big Deed.

Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" "If I did?

I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.

He nuzzles my neck affectionately. "I love you. I'm happier right now than I ever remember being.