“It had to be her heart, too, or I lose. Sex and feelings. Shame and regret. That was the game.”

“In tennis, losing your service game was called being broken.If you lost your service without scoring a single point, you were broken at love.”

“Time to dig deep and find a Quinn Rowland capable of convincing Emilie to let me fuck her, because losing wasn’t an option. There was too much at stake, and my pride was the least important item on the list.”

“It hurt a little that she looked happy to see me, when I only came to break her.”

“My father hadn’t ruined me. It was impossible to ruin a person who had never been formed correctly to begin with, but I had ruined a few people of my own over the past several months.”

“I thought I’d won the match when she’d fallen into my arms, heart and all. The truth was, she’d beaten me. Snatched my soul and shattered all the lies I’d built around me to keep the pain of connecting at bay.”

“Quinn Rowland. God could not be serious with that face, on that body, with those eyes…”