“Okay, woman. Spit that canary out and wipe those feathers off your chin. What the heck happened to you? Last night you were crying over a laxative commercial on TV.”

“You can’t turn love on and off like a light switch, no matter how hard you try. All you can do is wall it off, one brick at a time, until you’ve created an impenetrable fortress around your emotions. And once that fortress is built, you camouflage it so well that even you can’t see it anymore.”

“You haven't stopped smiling since you came in.""You want me to yell?""No, no," Buddy hastily assured him. "You just keep right on smiling." He picked delicately at the remaining pie. "You sure did sleep late today."Tate grinned at him. "Yep.""Didn't go fishing, either.""Nope.""Sure was a lot of tromping around going on upstairs a few minutes ago. What were you doing?""Just moving a few things." Tate took a drink of coffee."What things?"He was beginning to wish he'd strangled Buddy at birth. "My things.""Were you moving them somewhere in particular, or just dragging them up and down the hall for the exercise?"Tate ground his teeth together. "I was moving them to Abby's room.""Oh." Buddy gave a half grin. "Can I have some money?""No." Tate glared at him."Well, it was worth a shot. I should have asked while you were still smiling.”

“I’ll marry you,” I told him decisively. “That way, we can both have kids someday.”He grinned, those dimples emerging in a blaze of glory. “Yeah, you probably would.”

“You don’t have to be scared anymore, Abby. We’ll figure something out, I promise. We’re in this together.”

“The opposite of love isn’t hate, it’s indifference. And you couldn’t be indifferent to him if your life depended on it.”

“God, I can’t lose you again.” His whisper was harsh, filled with pain. “Not now, when I’ve waited so long to hold you. I think it would kill me. But I’m so damn scared you’ll hate me when you find out the truth.”