Nothing that passes between us will ever be wrong. Come back to me.

V had a passing thought that she used the word "anyway" like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she'd just shared to make room for more.

How sweetly he came to her, she thought. Even with his bulk and power, he came to her...sweetly.

Don't make me flip you off" "Why would I deprive you of a favourite hobby?" "Because my finger's getting sore.

I'm so very grateful to the readers who put down their hard-earned money to read what I write. They don't have to do that. They choose to. And I try and earn that trust every time I put out a book. I know that sometimes the stories head into challenging territory and I respect that that can be hard. It's a wonderful journey, though, and I'm so glad we're all on it together!

This was the gift of recovery, he thought. The ability to be here in this moment with the female he loved and be fully aware, fully awake, fully present. Undiluted.

End of the day, the quick and the dead are the same. Everyone's just looking for home.