“Do you just want to get by? Or do you want to make me proud?”

“Do you want to make a point or do you want to make a change? do you want to get something off your chest, or do you want to get something done?”

“If you want to be proud of yourself, you have got to do things you can be proud of.”

“What do you want, Annika?" He dipped his head so his lips brushed her ear."Make me come." "God, Creed. Make me come.""Don't say it like it's an order. Ask for it.""No.""That's my Ani," he murmured. "Too proud to beg." "You get what you want when I get what I want.""Please. Please make me come.""Too late for begging," he said against her ear. "I want more now.""What do you want?""I want the truth," he said. "I want to hear you say you want me.""Creed." "Say it.""Can't.""Say it.""I want you," she blurted, unable to stop herself or the giant sob that followed.~Annika/Creed”

“You can do more! A lot more. If you want a...record you can be proud of, you'll do a heck of a lot more than just what you have to.”

“Gabriella, you can be whatever you want to be to me. If you want to be with me, be with me. If you want to keep this light and casual, we can do that. If you want me to just keep fucking you senseless every chance I get, I'll be more than happy to oblige.”