“I prefer to think of it as a knack for coming to your rescue," he declares huskily and winks, before he proceeds to wipe up my mess. Oh good God. I've made Chris Merit my janitor. And, he winked at me. I can barely breathe.”

“You told me I was making you crazy last night," he reminds me, drawing me out of my thoughts, back to a present I'm uncertain of."You are, Chris.""Well, you are making me crazy, too.""Is this supposed to be making me feel better?”

“I can feel this man in every part of my body and he has not even touched me.”

“Anger surges in me and I stand up. "You have no right -"He's on his feet towering over me. "What if I want to have a right?”

“I've always known we were two puzzle pieces that fit together in a hollow that is our pain. There was a time when I was certain we were too damaged not to destroy each other. Now I think we are saving each other.”

“Any man who isn't married by thirty-five is either gay or he's got skeletons in his closet.”

“I'm going to lick you all over before this night is over, Sara, ... Suck your nipples until you are crazy with need, then spread you wide and lick you until you come and then, I'm going to do it all over again. I'm going to make sure you are so thoroughly fucked that being fucked has a new meaning.”