I am going to love you now, slow and sweet, but when you come, I'm going to f*** you the way I need to. The way I've been dreaming about since the moment I saw you.

I want purple trews, lass," Drustan called over the door. "No," she said irritably. "And a purple shirt.

If he was winter, I was summer. If I was sunshine, he was night. A dark and stormy one.

Dishonesty increases disorder exponentially. It's hard enough to communicate when you're telling the truth.

My heart has jet lag.

You've mistaken me for someone else. Do not wait on me, Ms. Lane. Do not construct your world around mine. I'm not that man." "Screw you, Barrons." "I'm not that man, either.

Assume' makes an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'.