“...I guess you're right - I am a priest - I offer sacrifices - so take this line, I want you to have something of mine...”

“So... am I to understand that you're mine"" I asked teasingly. "I can be yours if you want me to be, Taryn," he whispered.”

“Eva: Do you understand how much time and work a relationship between us is going to take? GideonGideon: but you're worth it and i want you bad enough, so i guess i dont have a choice dont I?”

“You're mine to take, pretty one. I'll fuck you when I want and how I want!" Another surge of the heat wave, muscles clenching and squeezing. "Let me in," he commanded. "Don't fight me. I will have you dammit! You're mine!""Give me all of you," Killian demanded of Colton. "You're mine! It's mine.”

“So if you want to find somebody to blame for the way i am, I guess you'd have to start with the public education system.”

“You speak of sacrifice, but it is not my sacrifice I offer. It is yours I ask of you," he went on. "I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope that you wil not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life - whatever length - happy, by spending it with you. I want to be married to you, Tessa. I want it more than I have ever wanted anything else in my life." He looked up at her through the veil of silvery hair that fell over his eyes. "That is," he said shyly, "if you love me, too.”