I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession.

I will see to this; you see to your sister. Be quick about it. It won’t be long before I come for you, and you’d best be ready, Jess, with my ring still gracing your hand. You won’t stay me then. I’ll drag you to Scotland in irons if I have to.” He left her in a rush. As always, taking her heart with him.

There was nothing so attractive as a powerful, handsome, and self-assured man.

I'd rather argue with you, angel, then laugh with anyone else.

He could shred me so easily. A few words, a desperate look, and I was cut wide open.

He reached for my hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed my fingertips. "I love you.

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