You have to stop loving me. Because I stopped loving you.

Some truce," Daniel said, "Eighteen days of others trying to kill her.

I don't understand what you're still doing here." She blinked and nodded miserably, then began to turn away. "No!" He pulled her back. "Don't leave. It's just that you've never—we've never... gotten this far." He closed his eyes. "Will you say it again?" he asked, almost shyly. "Will you tell me ... what I am?" "You're an angel," she repeated slowly, surprised to see Daniel close his eyes and moan in pleasure, almost as if they were kissing. "I'm in love with an angel.

She knew she shouldn't want him with every fiber of her being, but she couldn't help herself. Gazing at him feeling his touch - the rest of the world faded into the background

We meet. We always meet, somehow we're always thrown together, no matter where I go, no matter how I try to distance myself from you. It never matters. You always find me.

And Daniel?" She asked. "Daniel was a player-" "Hey!" "That's what they called the actors." Bill rolled his eyes.

And the way he looked at her was so intense, his big green eyes probing into her, like he approved of everything she held inside.