“The man lived like a monk.And made love like a sinner.”

“Without illusions. I love you because you arefallible and because your poor misguided testosterone-corrupted brain has you doing cartwheelstrying not to be. I love you because of all you are and because of all you're not. And because, nomatter what, you are all the man I'll ever need.”

“Men. <...> They're idiots. It's like they all take a vow of stupidity or something.”

“This is so my favorite time of day to make house calls," Mendoza announced from the backseat of Wyatt's SUV as they cruised the Soyopango gangland territory. "Nothing says sneak attack like waltzing in under the cover of the noon-fucking-sun.”

“Ah, well.” He smiled-another one of those devastatingly intoxicating smiles that did unreasonable things to her body temperature and respiration.With a nod and a respectful, “Ma’am,” he left her in the middle of the room.Feeling like she’d been hit by a tank.”

“Live for something rather than die for nothing. —George Patton”

“Okay,” he said, his breath hitching, his hands shaking like hell as he pried her arms from around his neck and set her away.Deep breath. Another. "Okay. Just...um. Okay. Christ. Christ, Darcy, I want you so bad I'm afraid I'm going to hurt you.”