“But you are making assumptions without all the facts, and that's not a sign of intelligence.”

“Be patient? That's all you've got for me?" Steve complained ten minutes later.Kylie glanced up at Perry, circling them as they sat behind the office, and then frowned at Steve. "I don't know why everyone thinks I'm the love guru.”

“You knocked the door down." Disbelief rang in his matter-of-fact tone. "I know," she answered,unable to say anything else. Unable to look away from his body."But it's solid oak.""I know." She felt the solid oak beneath her and a little shocked that she'd done it, too. If it mattered at all, her shoulder felt a little bruised. And it was the slight pain that brought some reality back into the moment. "You don't have any clothes on." Oh, God, did she really say that?”

“He stood up. "Let's go." The sun spilling through the window hit his chest, making his bare skin look even more golden."That's okay," she sputtered. "You don't have to...tag along.""Yes, I do. I'm your shadow until after breakfast."Oh great. Her gaze slipped down to his open shirt again. Was she going to have to look, or try not to look, at his chest all morning? "Then at least button your shirt." The words were out before she realised how that sounded.The disappointment in his eyes vanished and a sexy twinkle took its place. The twinkle brought out the gold flecks in his irises, which she used to admire so much."Why?" he asked. "Does it bother you?"She glared at him. "Don't go there.”

“Whatever you are, whatever gifts you end up getting, you’ll find that time will make those changes less scary as well.”

“Thanks, but that's not going to fix anything. It's like putting a Band-Aid on a bullet wound.”

“When one door closes, find another."Kylie gazed back up. "And what if there isn't another door?""Then you try the window.""And if there's not a window?" Kylie asked."Then you find a sledgehammer and make a window.”