“Jordan, he's loved you forever. It's obvious. Have you not seen how he stares at you?”

“Its not that he doesn't love you. He just has no clue on "how to love you" the way you need to be loved.”

“How old are you?”“Seventeen,” he answered promptly.“And how long have you been seventeen?”His lips twitched as he stared at the road. “A while,” he admitted at last.”

“The strength of a man isn't seen in the power of his arms. It's seen in the love with which he EMBRACES you.”

“How can you care for a rough man like me?' he asked me. 'How can you love a man who can bring you no lands but the farm a soldier's pension can buy? Who can give your children no title of nobility?' Because love does not do sums, I should have told him. Love makes choices, and then gives its all. Had he seen himself as I first saw him though, he could have had no questions.”

“I promise you forever," I vowed to him, staring into his green eyes. "Whatever that is. Whatever I can give you. You have all of it. All of me.""I promise you forever," he replied. "Whatever that is. Whatever I can give you. You have all of it. All of me.”