“Should we talk about work?" ...... Cali took a sip of her drink. "Let's skip work. I'll be up to my ears in it for the next few months. This is the last night of calm before I lose my life and my identity to the job completely." "Ah, you're a spy then," he offered with a nod and a devastating grin. "Me, too.”

“Conner looking at the text he sent Jeff the night before:8:42pm..Reed:Need you to go to Denver w me.8:46pm..Jeff: in meeting. give me 1 hr.8:53pm..Reed: no can do. want wife back. going now. think i cn talk her into it wth sperm.Hell.Please don't let him have called her.8:53pm..Jeff: R U drinking?8:55pm..Reed: have wht she wants. solllid plan. better than hers.8:56pm..Jeff: leaving now. wait 4 me.9:02pm..Reed: don't worry botu it.9:02pm..Jeff: WAIT 4 ME.9:04pm..Jeff: PICKUP YOU PHONE9:57pm..Jeff: you should stop for drink @ that bar in terminal with the big olives b4 flight.10:22pm..Reed: hey, UR at the bar. you look pissed.”

“You can believe I took you to be my wife. To honor, respect and protect, for all the days of our life.”

“Get your filthy hands off me." Jake arched an eyebrow, not bothering to hide the smile that rose in response to her throaty growl. "My hands are clean, sweetheart. Habit of the trade. Aren't you a nasty little ogre in the morning?”

“You're such a prude. It's pathetic."Eesh."What I am is too much of a lady to say what you are.”

“Jeff shook his head, the lines between his brows drawing together. “Ask yourself this, Connor— what is it that’s got your manties in such a twist? I mean, really... what is it about Megan you don’t want to lose?”

“Life is'nt about getting everything you want the instant you want it.Some thing are worth waiting for.”