“Sawyer: Alone in your tent? Um, no. You're in my tent”

“Can I get a lock for my tent?Bears can't unzip tents, Lana.Well, chainsaw psychos who wander the woods looking for young girls all alone to chop up into pieces can.There are no chainsaw psychos! I can't believe you've never been camping. It's safe, Lana. I promise.Easy for you to say. You'll be snuggled up safely in the arms of Beau Vincent. I'm more than positive he could take on a black bear.”

“Staying with him. Letting him touch you, hold you, GOD. It's eating me alive. You may be keeping Sawyer from hating me but you're only making me hate him”

“Sawyer was always the Vincent boy worth fighting for.He's the special one.”

“Good isn't my thing but Sawyer's important to me. Please remember I've got my limits and you studying my mouth like you want a taste is pushing me dangerously close to the edge of those limits.”

“You're with me, Sadie. When you're off the clock, you're not my employee. You're my.. Air."I frowned at him. "Your air?"He grinned. "Well, girlfriend seems to be a shallow word for what I feel for you..”

“Habia perdido mi princesa, pero su recuerdo valía cada oscuro y doloroso rincón de mi corazon.! Sawyer Vincent”