“You're beautiful.”

“You're beautiful" he whispered as he scattered kisses along the incision line and over to her bellybutton. When he heard her release the breath she'd been holding, he slipped his tongue inside the well of her navel. He heard her gasp again, but this time in a different way, an excited way.”

“No, you're not. And you're not fooling anybody by trying to pretend you are. Maybe it's because of what you've been through. Maybe it's just the way you were born. I don't know, but you're special, Miracle. You may not think you're perfect, but to some people, you're everything they've wished for, whether they realized it or not.”

“Perceptive. She’s as smart as she is beautiful. And probably doesn’t think she’s either one.”

“Damn! Beautiful and funny. I can’t wait to see what else you’re hiding behind that sexy smile.”

“Maybe he thinks you're worth the risk. If he doesn't, then he's not worth the risk”

“Goodnight, Nash.”His lips twist into a wry smile. I wonder what he was expecting. “Good night, beautiful Olivia.”