He dipped her low and kissed her fiercely, as if he were angry, and each time his lips left hers, even just for half a second, the most parching thirst ran through her, making her cry out.

She just wished loving him didn’t always have to be so hard.

Trust is a good way to get oneself killed

Oooh!" Bill squealed. "Very rococo." "So, I'm really doing this? I'm just going to go down there and pretend--" (Luce) "No pretending." Bill shook his head. "Own it. Own that cleavage, girl, you know you want to.

She would not stop until she beat the devil.

Had God created Love to make pain feel even worse?

I want you to know that I would do it all again. I will choose you every time.