“Callie. (Sin)Aye. (Callie)Can you teach me what love is? (Sin)”

“Don’t you dare. (Callie)Dare what? (Sin)Turn those serious eyes on me, Sin…or else I’ll bash you with my pillow again. (Callie)”

“You strike me as a man who will only believe in what he can see or touch. (Callie)Exactly. (Sin)But you know, sometimes it’s what you don’t see that has the most power. (Callie)”

“I was angry with you. (Callie)For what? (Sin)Sleeping on the floor again. What is it with you and the floor? Most women have to fear their husbands are in the bed of another. Me, ’tis the hearth I envy. (Callie)”

“I want your heart, Sin. (Callie)It’s battered and useless, but what remains of it is all yours, milady. (Sin)”

“Thinking of jumping? (Callie)It would make you a rich widow if I did. Care to push me? (Sin)”

“I want to be alone. (Sin)Well, how fine is that? Here it is our wedding day and you wish to spend it alone. Fine, then, call me shoe leather and have done with it. (Callie)I beg your pardon? Call you what? (Sin)Shoe leather. You know, the inconsequential matter that you treat upon without thought. (Callie)”