“Do your worst, Mr Ward.”

“You don't play fair, Mr Ward.”

“Well, Mr Ward. Given how much sex we have, I'd say you're the majority shareholder of power in this relationship.”

“Damn you, Jesse Ward, of an age I don't know!”

“Is there any particular date you would like to become Mrs Ava Ward?”

“No, you're not." He sounds very confident. "Ava, you've found out the worst about me and not run a mile. Well, you did, but you came back." He kisses my forehead. "Do you honestly think I'm bothered about my age?”

“He disregards my opinions and wishes at every turn, with his neurotic, challenging ways, and now I fear I’m becoming neurotic and challenging as well. He brings out the worst in me, and I know damn well I bring out the worst in him.”