Denise clung to the feel of his hands as she pushed at her panic. It's okay. You're safe...and this has got to be the ugliest couch ever.

Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary. -Cat

Age had taught him patience. Youth had taught me to get frustrated at the lack of progress.

God, Bones, you must have argued yourself blue in the face.

I stared at him in silence. There were so many things I wanted to say. Like, How could you think what I feel for you is only physical? or, Don't you know you're my best friend? and finally, Bones, I love-

You should be afraid. Very afraid. Before, I told you if you wanted to end things between us, I would let you go, but, Leila"--his voice deepened--"I lied.

Be still my non-beating heart.