“We girlie girls might be able to help you big strong boys kick ass,” Leah declared proudly and both Lucien and Callum grinned at her.”

“Hey! Don't drink from my drink!"He replaced the glass on the table and looked at her. "Why?""It's my drink!""Yes. And?""You can't drink my drink!""And why not?""Because it's my drink."He sighed her name, "Leah."She mimicked his sigh sarcastically. "Lucien.”

“You have a lovely castle,” she noted, looking around while sitting on a couch and crossing her legs before she tipped her face up to Lucien and asked mock petulantly. “Why don’t we have a castle, darling?”“You want a castle, sweetling, I’ll get you a castle,” Lucien answered casually.”

“She can't wear that dress! It's indecent. Her ass is hangin' out."..."Son, take my advice, you gotta get this girl in hand. You can't let her run around with her ass hangin' out. You allow it once, she'll do it again. Trust me, I know.”

“Girlie, I'm front Texas. We shoot at each other to say good morning.”

“I don’t want a whore, Leah. I want you to accept who I am and what we are to each other.”

“I love you, Leah. I’ve loved you for twenty years and I’ll love you for eternity. My beautiful Leah, listen closely. What I say is pure truth. And on this truth, you have my vow.”