Jealous?' Luce asked. They were alone now. She threw her arms around his broad shoulders and looked deep into his violet eyes. 'Why would you be jealous?' 'Because,' he said, rubbing his hands across her back. 'Your dance card is full. For all eternity.

You don't really know either of us," Cam said, standing and stepping away, "but you're prepared to choose right now, huh?

People are here because they've got baggage. I'm talking curbside-check-in, pay-the-fine-'cause-it's-over-fifty-pounds kind of baggage. Get it?

Rule number 2 - don't listen to me!" Arriane laughed, "I'm certifiably insane!

Trust is a careless pursuit.

The last thing we expect others to do, its the last thing they do before we learn we cannot trust them.

At last." He breathed into her, finding her lips. "You found me," she whispered. "Always.