“Placing his hand against her face, he drew his thumb across her lower lip before he leaned closely to her and whispered, "When you're nervous, your lip trembles."~Dyer”

“All in? Hell, he's give her his left nut to get all into her. Or at least he would if she did'nt already have it.~Dyer”

“Yeah, I jumped back when I heard you yell. But feel free to keep checking me."He lowered his voice."We could continue this in my cabin if you'd like."~Dyer”

“He squeezed his eyes shut and pinched the bridge of his nose."Perhaps you should invent a new deck with numbered pink butterflies and God cards."~Dyer”

“Damn it," he gorund out again. "I don't know which end to cover."~Dyer”

“Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. 'My love is upon you,' he whispered... and she knew then that she had won.”

“Slowly his resistance ebbed. She felt the change in his body, the relaxing of tension, his shoulders curving around her as if he could draw her into himself. Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. “My love is upon you,” he whispered…and she knew then that she had won.”