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.

We were together because we were addicted to each other. I was never as intoxicated as I was when we were happy together, and I knew it was the same for him. We were putting ourselves through the wringer for those moments of perfection between us, but they were so tenuous that only our stubbornness, determination and love kept us fighting for them.

I'd rather argue with you, angel, than laugh with anyone else." Jesus. It took me a minute to be able to swallow the last bite in my mouth. "You know . . . I love you madly." He smiled. "Yes, I know.

What I want is for both of us to feel safe. What you and I have together shouldn't be draining us like this. It should be the one rock-solid thing we both count on.

When I propose, angel, trust me, you’ll know it.

As for discipline and rules, I confess, I've never been good with either.

Doctor." Gideon set one ankle on the opposite knee and settled back, creating a picture of unyielding decisiveness. "The only way I'm keeping my hands off her is if I'm dead. Find another way to fix us." Chapter 3 pg 50