“... any man is defined by the woman who shares her bed with him.”

“If someone like you, someone as unbelievably beautiful as you, as crazy and sweet as you, filled with attitude and courage with her heart in the right place, in a lot of right places even though her head normally isn’t… if someone like you shares her bed with me, then that says something about me.”

“You talk about Cal, you look like a woman who's talkin' about the man she needs to breathe.”

“You’d give up your brothers for a woman?” Brick asked incredulously and Shy’s eyes moved to him.“Abso-fucking-lutely.”“Seriously?” Boz asked.“Not any woman,” Shy nodded my way then invited "now ask again.”

“Straight up, this is the man in your bed. I want in there, Faye, and when I get in there, I'm gonna dig in deep so when I share my shit that's so dark you'll be blinded by it and you'll wanna run to the light, you can't because I'm so deep, you can't let go.”

“Tack studied him. Then quietly, he stated, “She’s my only daughter, man.”“And she’s the only woman I’ve ever loved, Tack,” Shy shot back instantly.”

“So promise me, right now, my dick still inside you, you naked on top of me in bed, us sharing what we just shared, us having a taste of what it’s like apart and knowin’ we’re better together, you won’t leave me.”