It was unfair that people who longed for love the most, searched the hardest for it, found it so elusive.

You're always looking for some new way to tell the same story, but it's how they get to the happy end that is the challenge and the fun for a writer.

A weak but steady throb lay beneath Kev's searching fingertips. Win's heartbeat...the pulse that sustained his universe.

The feelings cut too deep for them to be put on display.

I realized I wasn't going to find a man until I was willing to expose myself to possible harm, to assume the risks of rejection and betrayal and heartbreak that came along with caring about someone. Someday, I promised myself, I would be ready for that kind of risk.

I don’t have any mottoes. If I did I would forever be contradicting them.

I need you for a lot of things, Hardy. A lifetime's worth of things.