“You are mine, Merit.”

“I am beginning to remember what it means to need things. Laughter. Companionship. Love. "He leant forward and pressed his forehead to mine. "And I need you, Merit.”

“You give me thirty-two inches of folded steel and I'll take on anyone you want." -- Merit”

“Merit: “I am yours until you ban bacon, or otherwise as long as I can put up with you.”

“Do you like being teased?" I whispered."I enjoy previews," he said, the words confident, but his voice rough with arousal. -Merit and Ethan”

“You drugged me,”“I didn’t want you to feel it, Merit.” His voice was soft. “You’d been attacked; you hadn’t consented. I didn’t want you to have to go through it. I didn’t want you to have to remember it.”

“Jeff, I have a problem.” “I’m glad you’ve finally realized I’m your answer, Merit.”