“I settled opposite him in my favorite chair, low enough that my feet can touch the floor, wide enough to curl up inside, with a little table beside it just big enough to hold a book and a coffee cup.”

“Eric was holding my hands, and I was digging my nails into him like we were doing something else. He won't mind, I though, as I realized I'd drawn blood. And sure enough, he didn't. "Let go," he advised me, and I loosened my grip on his hands. "No, not of me," he said smiling. "You can hold on to me as long as you want.”

“I had never realized a woman could have to struggle to keep her hands off a man, but here I was, digging my nails into my palms, staring at the inside of my eyelids as though I could maybe see through them if I peered hard enough.”

“I kicked off my sandals, put my ice-tinkling glass on the small table by my current book.”

“You might have been paid back enough to suit you" I said, "but I don't know if you've been paid back enough to suit me.”

“The sweetest part of being a couple is sharing your life with someone else.But my life, evidently, had not been good enough to share.”

“It wasn't enough to be kidnapped, I had to be insulted too.”