“I think you kept three credits, consciously or subconsciously, so that you could hang on to something, hang on and not move forward. I think you want to feel that you’re still unfinished.” She wanted to tell her grandmother that she was still unfinished. Unfinished, unanswered, unformed.”

“I feel strange, like there’s an unformed, unfinished, sad little emotion bottled up in me, and I need to fuck it away.”

“She murmured, "You're unfinished.""Aye, precisely.""I need to go."When she moved to get up, he shoved her against his side and slapped her arse to keep her there. "You stay with me."She snapped, "What do you want from me, Chase?"He drew his head back in confusion. "I want everything. You're mine, Regin.”

“Because I feel as if I've known you my entire life. I feel as if there are unfinished things between us.”

“And I circle ten thousand years long; And I still don't know if I'm a falcon, a storm, or an unfinished song.”

“I think we better move this elsewhere,” Aaron kissed her gently. “I have a room upstairs, you still wanting this?”She looked up at him, “Yes.”