“What's the occasion?" she asked.He kissed her ear. "I've got a gorgeous woman who's going to be my bride."She laughed. "You have that every night.""That's why I want to celebrate.”

“What are you doing?""What I've wanted to do for a long time."She couldn't move, couldn't think. She was lost in his dark eyes, and as he slowly lowered his head toward hers, she whispered, "Are you going to throttle me, then?"He was laughing when he kissed her.”

“I am becoming the woman I've wanted,grey at the temples,soft body, delighted,cracked up by lifewith a laugh that's known bitterbut, past it, got better,knows she's a survivor--that whatever comes,she can outlast it.I am becoming a deepweathered basket.I am becoming the woman I've longed for,the motherly loverwith arms strong and tender,the growing up daughterwho blushes surprises.I am becoming full moonsand sunrises.I find her becoming,this woman I've wanted,who knows she'll encompass,who knows she's sufficient,knows where she's goingand travels with passion.Who remembers she's precious,but knows she's not scarce--who knows she is plenty,plenty to share.”

“She suddenly understood why she had let him kiss her in the diner, why she had wanted him at all.She wanted to control him.He was every arrogant boyfriend that had treated her mother badly. He was every boy that told her she was too freaky, who had laughed at her, or just wanted her to shut up and make out. He was a thousand times less real than Roiben.”

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“She chews her lip, staring into my eyes. "Okay... Why did you kiss me in Austin?" I laugh softly and she frowns. "Sorry. That one's too easy." My gaze flicks to her mouth and back. "I'd wanted to kiss you ever since Quinton suggested playing spin the bottle, and by that night in your room, I'd run out of willpower to fight it.”