It’s as easy as we choose to make it,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “At least, this decision is. Nothing’s truly easy, Georgina. Love and life . . . they’re wonderful, but they’re hard. We may mess up again. We have to be strong and decide if we can still go forward, even when things aren’t perfect.

If I propose, you'll know it. For one thing, I'll be hyperventilating.

Yeah. Rose." Jill sighed and stared vacantly ahead. "She's all he sees when he closes his eyes. Flashing dark eyes and a body full of fire and energy. No matter how much he tries to forget her, no matter how much he drinks . . . she's always there. He can't escape her.

He smiled, and it lit up his whole face.

Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want.

And I told you, I'm not going to pursue another man's girlfriend. You want to talk honor. There it is in its purest form

Rose is in red, But never in blue, Sharp as a thorn, Fights like one too.