“I am confident, because you said yes. Or was it....." He looks up to the ceiling in deep thought and then back at me. "Oh, I remember. It was...yes, yes, yes, fucking hell, yes!”

“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.”

“Steve, you want to be thanking all that's fucking holy I've got my girl in my arms, because if I didn't, the cleaners would be scooping up your remains for a fucking year.”

“Ava, why the fuck am I handcuffed to the bed?”

“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?”

“Fucking hell! Jesse's a member of the hot gang.”

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