Easy, Marks,' he whispered. 'One of us has to have some self-control, and it really should be you.

His kisses tapped into deep mines of memory, and the years that had separated us fell away as if they were nothing.

...whether he stayed or left, whether they walked the same path or not. They could live on opposite sides of the world, and she would still be his.

You have to rely on whatever sparks you have inside.

He stared at me with bitter understanding. We both knew there was no room in this for friendship. Nothing left but childhood history.

The only thing keeping two people together should be love. Not legalities.

She was yours, if you'd truly wanted her," Harry continued, a pitiless smile touching his lips. "But I wanted her more.