“You are who you are. I know you. You believe that?"Yea but--""You're Eve Dallas. You're the love of my life. My heart and Soul. You're a cop, mind and bone. You're a woman of strength and resilience. Stubborn, hardheaded, occassionally mean as a badger, and more generous that you'll admit.”
“You're the love of my life. I don't care how corny that sounds. You're the start of it, and the end of it. And you're the best of it.”
“I had that hole in me, that empty space. I could have lived my life with it, content enough. I wasn’t an unhappy man.”.....................The tears came now. He watched them drip down her cheeks, wondered if she were even aware they leaked out of her. “She was part of my life. You are my life. If I have a regret, it’s that even for an instant you could think otherwise. Or that I allowed you to.”-Roarke”
“I'm sorry. It's Hard for me. I do love you," she said quietly. "Sometimes it scares me because you're the first. And the only"He held her there until he was sure he could speak, then eased her back, looked into her eyes "You've chaged my life. Become my life." He touched his lips to hers, let the kiss deepen slowly, silkily. "I need you”
“Sometimes I just want to gobble you whole, eat you alive. You're so gorgeous. You're so beautiful.”
“I think she was the love of his life. When you've got one of those, it does stuff to you.It makes you think about them even when you're doing routine things. It makes you want to protect them, to make them happy and safe.”