“Why the hell do women always have to bring back up? It's not as if I'm going to molest her at the opera.”

“What the hell do you want from me?” “Spontaneous combustion.”

“Lifting, smiling back at her giggle, her relief, I tease, “If you want to bleed sweetheart, I can make you bleed. I promise if I do it will be way more fun.”

“It's a heady aphrodisiac being exposed to his unique voice when he adopts that tone. His voice reverbs on a bunch of notes simultaneously. It's the first thing you notice about Ryan, his voice sounds like an orchestra playing a symphony composed by angels. It's most distracting until you grow immune to it, and now I'm back to completely infected with the Ryan voice virus.”

“You failed her when you turned your back on what you are.”

“I'm the riddle you have yet to solve”

“Kissing her again, softly, I leave my t-shirt next to her pillow.It's the silent promise that I'll come back again tonight.”