“Let me inside.” Gently biting her bottom lip, he pleaded, “Let me inside, and never let me go.”

“His lips ever so gently touched mine, and suddenly I felt everything stirring inside me grow wings, let loose, and fly.”

“Really? I thought the transfers will go through Four’s landscape,” says Uriah. “Like he would let anyone do that,” she says, snorting.Something inside me gets warm and soft. He let me go through it.”

“O let me lead her gently o'er the brook,Watch her half-smiling lips and downward look;O let me for one moment touch her wrist;Let me one moment to her breathing list;And as she leaves me, may she often turnHer fair eyes looking through her locks auburne.”

“Looking up, he met her startled gaze. 'Let down your guard, Honor. Let me in. Let me love you.' He kissed her lips, tasted the sweetness of her breath. 'Trust me. I won't ever 'urt you.”

“For now, I'll let you plead temporary amnesia," he said and lifted my chin to him. "But I'm never going to forget what it felt like when you were biting my lip instead of your own.”