If you leave, we lose and our pasts win.

...you showed me what love truly is just by giving yours so selflessly. I wasn't made for love. It wasn't [woven]into the fabric of my being. I didn't know what it was, what I was looking for, what I needed. I had no point of reference, no examples, nothing. Until you.

What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?

I can't bail out on Cary," I said apologetically, turning to face him. "Chicks before dicks and all that.

If you crave something, I’ll be the one to give it to you. All of your needs, Eva, are mine to fulfill. Whatever it costs me.

From the moment I first saw him— saw through his stunning and impossibly gorgeous exterior to the dark and dangerous man inside— I’d felt the pull that came from finding the other half of myself. I needed him like I needed my heart to beat, and he’d put himself in great jeopardy, risking everything— for me.

I supposed, perhaps, you miss the promise of what could have been, while at the same time you are grateful that what it was instead is over.