“Who else would find me at just this moment? First he found me drunk, now he found me cleaning up poo from a barking pony who was about to go into attack mode.”

“Now that everybody thinks he looks a little Slavic, it annoys me. I don't want that to be the reason I find him charming. I found him charming for no reason, because he is who he is.”

“No one can help me find answers, least of all someone who claims he's found a solution to life.”

“Poo" Manchee barks quielty to himself. "Poo, poo, poo.""Just have yer stupid poo and quit yapping about it.”

“I'll go on being nosy. Are you going to come clean with me about Taylor?"Trevor grimaced faintly. He stared at nothing in particular for a moment, then sighed. "What can I say about a woman who tells me—scant minutes after we meet—that she's the woman I'm going to marry?”

“He would not give her up,he could not.For the first time in his life he'd found someone who filled all the empty spaces in his heart”