“Alcohol makes for loose lips and loose lips sink ships.”

“Well, he doesn't fall out of bed and wrap his lips around a bottle of vodka, does he?”

“Shtting fucking hell! I slap my hand over my lips to stop my mental explicit language from falling out of my mouth.”

“I need to have all of you, Ava. Say I can have all of you.”…“Take me.” I say quietly against his lips.’“Oh, I will.”

“I want you here when I go to sleep." He licks my bottom lip. "And I want you here when I wake up. Starting and ending my day with you is all I need.”

“He pecks my lips. I knew you were the one the second I laid eyes on you. The one to bring me back to life.‘How did you know?’ He’s talking. I need to extract as much from him as possible.He looks me straight in the eyes. They are bursting with meaning. ‘Because my heart starting beating again.' He whispers.”

“I'm going to make this all right. I'm going to make you remember, Ava.”