“I'm looking for a man" Bree started."Aren't we all, dear? All I got's bread and doughnuts, but they're the next best thing""I don't know about that .. well maybe doughnuts. I've lost my .. friend. He's tall-sixfour-longish dark hair, wearing a kilt""Oh him" She smacked a hand over her heart "I'd take him over doughnuts any day”
“Three's a crowd, unless it's a ménage, but I don't think this particular gender arrangement would work for me.”
“Faelan made Romeo look like a girl. Heck, he made Rambo look like a girl. - Bree Kirkland”
“You need answers like everybody else needs air. - Faelan Connor”
“Faelan stuffed his mouth with the granola bar like a starving toddler and moved down the aisle with the loaded cart. Bree grabbed an empty one and squeaked back. She rounded the corner and stopped. Faelan wasn't chewing. That was a good sign. The package he was reading wasn't. He glanced up, mouth parted, eyes dark, and the hand holding the box of extra large condoms darted behind his back.”
“I loved him," Muire said. "We were in love." As if that were enough.”