“I guess I'll get a shower," I said, grabbing a towel and my shower bag."I'll alert the media," Kara deadpanned, keeping her head down.”
“I could step aside, Nina. I could step aside and let you be with who you're supposed to be with. If I was any less selfish... I would. But even after all of my stupid mistakes, I still think I can make you happy.''''If it's what you want, I'll step aside'', he shook his head, ''but if it's not... I'll fight fate. I'll fight Heaven, and Hell, and everything in between to keep you.”
“She ripped the wild bun down from the crown of her head, and then brushed her long hair with her fingers. I couldn’t stop staring while she rewrapped it and tied it back again. I imagined that this was what she looked like in the morning, and then had to think about the first ten minutes of Saving Private Ryan to keep my dick from getting hard.”
“I'll see you tomorrow, Mare. You know you want to see my ring.""And your tat," she said, a smile in her voice.”
“He lifted my luggage off the floor. "You're not sleeping on the couch or the recliner. You're sleeping in my bed.""Which is more unsanitary than the couch, I'm sure.""There's never been anyone in my bed but me."I rolled my eyes. "Give me a break!""I'm absolutely serious. I bag 'em on the couch. I don't let them in my room.""Then why am I allowed in your bed?"One corner of his mouth pulled up into an impish grin. "Are you planning on having sex with me tonight?""No!""That's why. Now get your cranky ass up, take your hot shower, and then we can study some Bio.”
“You should have asked her first, Trav," America said, shaking her head and covering her mouth with her fingers. "Asked her what? If I could get a tattoo?" he frowned, turning to me. "I love you. I want everyone to know I'm yours. I shifted nervously. "That's permanent, Travis." "So are we," he said, touching my cheek.”
“My eyes filled with tears. “Get out.”“Pigeon,” he said, taking a step toward me.“Get OUT!” I said, grabbing the glass from the night stand and throwing it at him. He ducked, and it shattered against the wall in hundreds of tiny, glistening shards. “I hate you!”