I’d kill for you, Kylie Galen. But more than that, I’d die for you.” She felt a tear roll down her cheek. “You’d better not die on me, Lucas Parker.

There are no guarantees. Not with love or with life. But we can't go through life never taking a risk... Put our hearts out there. Take a chance with a boy. We might end up hurt, we might not.

Burnett fidgeted. She had never seen Burnett like this. He looked like a kid who needed to go to the bathroom.

...Our heats want the good to win. We're still afraid, we still make mistakes, but if we listen to what our hearts want, we will find the right way.

She simply stood there and waited for him to show her the next move. And hoped it only involved sword fighting and not seduction.

You couldn't always control life, just your response to it.

You knocked the door down." Disbelief rang in his matter-of-fact tone. "I know," she answered,unable to say anything else. Unable to look away from his body. "But it's solid oak." "I know." She felt the solid oak beneath her and a little shocked that she'd done it, too. If it mattered at all, her shoulder felt a little bruised. And it was the slight pain that brought some reality back into the moment. "You don't have any clothes on." Oh, God, did she really say that?