“This, right here with you is the closest that I'll ever come to heaven That's all right by me, because you are my heaven, Grae.”

“You, Grace, you're my heaven.”

“Tell me. Tell me, Grace, that you don't feel this. Please. Tell me and I will walk right out of here”

“Please don't be sorry, Grace. I am your friend and I'm here if you need to talk about anything or need a shoulder to cry on.""Thanks.""Especially if that's the only way I'll ever get to hold you.”

“Grace Taylor, I am going to kiss you right now and you are not going to run away from me, because you have no excuse now. Then you are going to go back upstairs to be and all you are going to think about are my fucking lips on yours and nothing else.”

“Grace: "I wanted to tell you how I felt. Why I was always so mean to you, Shane."- "Because you feel broken?"- "Completely shattered," I whisperedsoftly.Bringing his hands to my face, he leaned over me, lightly stroking my cheeks with his fingertips. - "Then let me in, because I promise you, I will pick up every little broken piece of you, every single fucking piece, Grace, and for therest of my fucking life I will put you back together...I'll make you whole again.”

“That, that right there. That's it, that feeling, that moment of breathlessness, that little surge in your chest, the prickle of heat along your skin and the low hot roll of your belly, that's what being alive is all about.”