The kind of person that thanks another person never survives. Have you learned nothing?

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

I'm a bartender. I like recipes. They're concretes. Was the drink recipe for seduction one shot charm and two shots self-deception, shaken, not stirred?

There’s no point in fighting the tide. It ebbs. It flows. You ride it.

I never thought there might be one like you out there. Unaware, untrained. Unbelievable. You have no idea what you are, do you?” “Crazy?

The illusions it had woven for me had taken place only in my head. The battle had been invisible to the naked eye, but the hard ones are.

I am so lonely without you, Aedan," Jane said simply. "You truly want me?" "More than anything. I'm only half without you." "Then you are my woman." His words were finality, a bond he would not permit broken. She had given herself to his keeping. He would never let her go. "And you'll never leave me?" she pressed. "I'll stay with you for all of ever, lass." Jane's eyes flared, and she looked at him strangely. "And then yet another day?" she asked breathlessly. "Oh, aye.