...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.

I couldn't imagine that I'd ever fall in love again like I had with Gideon. For better or worse, he was my soulmate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.

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

Can I take advantage of you in the limo?” His eyes laughed at me. “By all means, angel mine.

He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.

As long as Kline doesn't kiss you." The warning was clear in his voice. "Same goes." "If he kisses me, he's getting decked." I laughed. "You know what I meant.

I’d wait forever for you, as long as you’re mine.