“Eli eased back enough to breathe words onto Quinn's mouth. 'Well? Romantic enough?''My heart's aflutter.'Eli sank away. 'All the fluttering is in my balls.”

“Well, I should like a plan that doesn’t result in the death of my heir. (Eli)Would a good maiming be considered over-the-top? (Varyk)”

“You are the opposite of romantic. Did anyone ever tell you that?""I am full of romance. I like sunsets and the ocean and beaches and flowers and love songs and Shakespeare in the park and all that kind of shit." Eli's cheeks flushed. It was adorable on him. "I don't get what any of that has to do with sex.""I'm not talking about sex, Eli. I'm talking about a kiss.""Fine. I'll kiss the romantic fuck out of you.”

“...I realize words are never enough; they stutter and cleave to the roof of my mouth.”

“...now Eli was my new neighbor. Which was fine with me because I sucked at Math. Math and I were not on speaking terms.”

“I let Eli blow so much smoke up my skirt I'm surprised I don't have ass cancer.”