“I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.”

“You'll take her to a healer, prince, or so help me I will cut out that piece of ice you call a heart and take her myself.”

“You touch her, and I will take that dagger at your side and cut your heart out with it. (Julian)”

“I thought you were her knight, but you have become only her woodsman--taking little girls into the forest to cut out their hearts.”

“Because I want her.Now.Here. Everywhere.I want nothing between us.I want her clothes off and the lights on and I want to study her. I want to unzip her out of this dress and take my time with every inch of her.”

“I slip her shirt over her head and she tries to cover herself, but I move her arms out of the way and kiss up her neck while I talk about all the things that are no longer just mine.'Will, stop.' She laughs and attempts to pull my hands away from her bra. 'You can't take off my bra, we're in our driveway. What if they come outside?''It's dark,' I whisper. 'And it's not your bra. It's our bra and I want it off.' I slip it off her, pulling her against me as I rub my hands down the length of her back, then around to the button on the front of her jeans. 'And I want to take off our pants.”