Christopher heard a pair of women gossiping nearby, whispering in disapproving undertones. "... Ramsey was found flirting in a corner with a woman. They had to drag him away from her." "Who was it?" "His own wife." "Oh, dear.

You sweet…beautiful…lunatic,” he heard himself mutter.

What does your gut tell you?" "My gut and I aren't currently speaking to each other

I’ve won his heart, but it’s like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And it’s not really marriage—not like the marriage you have with Cam—until he’s willing to share the worst of himself as well as the best of himself.

One could pick apart love, examine every filament of attraction, and still it would never be fully explained. It simply was.

When I fell in love with you... It was nothing like I'd ever known before. It was nearly instant. I think I started falling for you, the moment you shook my hand... It was so powerful. I knew it was wrong, but it was addicting." - Jack Travis

She was a beautiful woman, if not a happy one, and attracting a man was never a problem. Keeping one, however, was a different matter.