“How much do you love me?"She drew in a breath and let it out. "Too much.""Too much is just enough for this man.""And do you love me?" she whispered."I have always loved you. Always. You know that.”
“Mom always said too much chocolate is like having too much love—you can't get enough.”
“Was it too much to ask you to wait for me? To believe in me? Don't you know how much I love you?”
“Mom always said too much chocolate is like having too much love—you can't get enough-Geraldine Solon, Chocolicious”
“Do you love me?” “Yes,” I breathed. “Always?” [...]“Always,” I whispered.”
“Harlin needs you,” she whispers. “He loves you too much.”I smile a little. “I know. But I like that about him.”