Have you ever been anyone's?" "No. And you?" "I've never wanted to." "Neither have I. Until I saw this lovely girl in Seattle, with big gold eyes, and pink, full lips... and I wondered if she could understand me.

I love the way you work out,” I whisper. “I love the way you work me.

He's complicated and complex, a labyrinth I want to lose myself in. He's my fighter, and I really want to fight to be with him.

I just want to cuddle with my Lion and give him all the love nobody in the world has given him but me.

It feels like he's marking me. Like he's preparing me for something monumental. That could both change and ruin my life.

God, I want to die in you.

At least if I keep my love a secret, he and I can still have this wonderful, odd, exciting relationship where I love him in silence and pretend he's loving me in silence too.