You’re my wife, Eva. I don’t care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night.

You put your hand on Corinne's back like this again and I'm breaking your fingers.

Until you, I didn't consider my past as an issue. Yes, it affected certain ways I did things, but everything had its place and I wasn't unhappy. In fact, I thought I had a comfortable and uncomplicated life." "Oh boy." My nose wrinkled. "Hello, Mr Comfortable. I'm Miss Complicated." His grin flashed. "Never a dull moment.

It's going to be a lot of work, Gideon," Eva warned him. "I'm not afraid of work." He was touching me restlessly as if it were as necessary to him as breathing. "I'm only afraid of losing you.

Even she agreed that a woman had a right to chocolate.

There wasn't a woman alive who could resist a man who paid attention to her, who made her feel like she was the only other person in his world.

I swayed into him, drawn to his obsessive and insatiable raw need for me, which reflected the depth of my need for him