“Was that some kind of romantic declaration, disguised as a filthy pirate sex offer?”

“I promise you, whatever we are together, it's not a mistake. It's too good to be a mistake.”

“What's your name?" she asked.He laughed. "Nev."She sat up suddenly, bracing her elbows on the bed. "Short for Neville?"It was the world's dorkiest name. Nearly as bad as Rupert. "I never thought I'd be penetrated by a Neville." she said wonderingly. "Maybe a Colin, or a Simon but -""Shut up.”

“I didn't know you owned clothes with colors.""I have a few things that aren't black.""Of course you do, darling. Only all the ones I've seen are very small, and I get to take them off with my teeth. You've trained me to salivate at the sight of color, like one of Pavlov's dogs. Your top is making me very hungry.”

“Is he actually good?” Judith asked. “He’s incredible.” “Sorry, are we talking about the painting or the shagging?” Nev asked. “The painting!” He grinned. “Right.”

“You're not Adam, asshole. You're the snake.”

“I have a few things that aren't black." "Of course you do darling. Only the ones I've seen are very small, and I get to take them off with my teeth. You've trained me to salivate at the sight of color, like one of Pavlov's dogs. Your top is making me very hungry”