Because I realized during the past few days that I can’t leave doubt in anyone’s mind about to whom you belong. Especially not yours.

Make your choice and accept the consequences.

A good conversation always involves a certain amount of complaining. I like to bond over mutual hatreds and petty grievances.

Where are we going?” Annabelle asked, resisting his hold on her wrist. “To the house. If they’re not willing to be witnesses, then it seems I’ll have to debauch you in front of someone else.

- No, no... She shook her head for emphasis. No. His lips twitched. - One 'no' is enough, darling.

A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they're entitled to know everything I do. -Sara

...just a little touches her and there. He puts his hands on your arms or back, he stands close to you, getting you used to him... it's a mating ritual. Like March of the Penguins.