I love you, Marks. My heart is completely and utterly yours. And unfortunately for you, the rest of me comes with it.

He had found my worst weakness: I was one of those people who was desperate to be needed, to matter to someone.

The freedom of saying anything to him, telling all, relieved a burden I hadn't even realized I'd been carrying. In my relentless push to keep moving forward, there had been so many emotions I hadn't let myself inhabit fully, so many things I hadn't talked about. Now I couldn't quite catch up to myself.

He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise.

Of all the things he wants," Liberty said, "money's the easiest to get.

The way I was brought up ‘he needed killing’ is an airtight alibi.

A sixty - eight, he wants you to go down on him but he won't return the favor. It would be sixty-nine but he owes you one.