I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.

...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.

There were thousands of women in New York alone who could replace me in his life, but there was only one Gideon Cross.

Gideon woke up ready to conquer the world, and he liked to start that domination with me. How lucky was I?

He caught me to him, his arms banded tight around me. His face pressed into my throat. "Where do we go from here?" I held him. "Wherever this takes us. Together.

I love you. Still not the right word, but i know you want to hear it.

I love being with you. When we're not together, i wish we were