Oh ye of little faith. Not for IYD... But you didn't even try.

An ait a bhfuil do chroi is ann a thabharfas do chosa thu.(your feet will bring you to where your heart is.)

The only reality you can control is the one you're willing to face.

Holy borrowing bibliophile, let's book!

He didn't just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her.

I hammered him with my fists. He just stood and took it. He didn't suffer graciously, he looked pissed off to no end. But he let me hit him. And he didn't hit me back.

For the record, Irish," he informed her tightly, just in case she got the wrong idea, "I kneel to no one.