“Your house, huh?""I've seen yours, I think it's time I show you mine.""Ya know, when people say that, they're not usually talking about houses."He chuckled. "Yeah, but we've already played that game. We can play it again later, if you like.”

“You know," she said, "if I stay the night I'm going to hate myself in the morning."Ryker shrugged, the hint of a smile creasing the corners of his mouth. "That's okay. If you stay the night, I'll probably hate you in the morning too. But that's a chance I'm willing to take.”

“A liar lies to others. A fool lies to herself.”

“Sometimes I think I spent forever waiting for you,' he says. 'My whole life, I've never had someone like you. Someone who doesn't have to be there, but is anyway. Someone who wants to just ... be with me because they want me. For me. Not because I'm your brother or your kid or anything, but because you choose me.”

“You’re mine,” he says again fiercely. “Not his, not anyone else’s. You can try and pretend you don’t feel it, but you do. You’ll always be mine.”

“I always want you, Jules. Even when I hated you, even when I wished I’d never see your face again, I still lost my mind thinking all the things I’d do to you, if you came back.” His voice breaks. When he speaks again, it’s with a rough, ragged tone, like he’s forcing the words out. “I’ll always want you, Juliet. It’ll be the fucking death of me, but I won’t ever stop.”

“Our circumstances are unusual and we come from different worlds, but if you’ll let me, I’ll take you to the gates of heaven. I’ll love your body and give you pleasure that you never thought possible.”