“Do you love me Hero?" His pale green eyes were full of torment. "Do you love me like I love you?”
“If you do not love me I shall not be loved. If I do not love you I shall not love.”
“That's why you love me." "I do not love you. I don't even like you." "You will," he said, his voice low and luscious.”
“But do you love me? If Erik were good-looking, would you love me, Christine?”
“Let me love you, but don't love me back. Do love me and let me hate you for a while. Let me feel like I have some control, because I know I never do. ”
“He relaxed and looked at my lips and then my eyes and then back to my lips. “How do we do that? This is what we do…back and forth, back and forth. You want me, you want him. You love me, you love him. You like me, you hate me, you want me, you don’t want me, you love me…you leave me. There’s so much that went wrong before…”