I cannot allow another man to take what I already consider mine.

I'm getting the impression that women, in any form, scare you." He shrugged. "They're the more violent species. And unpredictable. I'd rather take on a wild boar. You can't shoot women.

Never run out on me again. No matter what happens, you stay and fight. Yell at me, argue, throw something at me, whatever you want to do, but never walk away from me. Promise me that.

She exists, Damon. There are women out there who crave what we can give them. Once you taste it, you can't ever let go of it.

Tell me what you need." "You," she said simply, that one word tearing to the very heart of him. "Just you.

Here we are, a man and a woman, both wanting the same things, and yet, you aren’t attracted to me.

Ahh, you’re a man used to getting his own way.” “Always,” he said in a husky growl.