“You're not a distraction, you're a bloody obsession.”

“I'm not going to be a distraction for you, or allow you to be one for me.""A distraction?" He folded his arms across his chest. "Is that what you think you are? What I am? Bloody hell, woman. I need something to distract me from you!”

“You're perfectly safe. Emily is here to protect your virtue." "That's too bad.”

“You're the very spawn of Satan and I'll not have you darken this door ever again.”

“Why is it I only get to see you with your shirt off when you're hurt?”

“I like a little fight in my girls."She grinned at him,causing blood to dribble down her chin."Then you're going to love me.”

“The sleeping beauty in the fairy tale was awakened by the kiss of her prince. Finley woke up to the over-whelming and oh-so-not-delightful smell of vinegar."Bloody hell!" She cried, lurching upright.”