“I couldn’t take the pain. I tried to get over you. Every time with them, I was with you. I’m so sorry…I love you.”

“He spoke rapidly in-between his tender kisses. "I love you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The women...I was so scared to touch you. You didn't want me...I couldn't take the pain. I tried to get over you. Every time with them, I was with you. I'm so sorry...I love you.”

“I want you and only you and I can’t bear the thought of sharing you. I’m sorry.” He looked down sadly. “I want to be with you in the right way – in the open. I want to walk into Pete’s with you on my arm. I want to kiss you every time I see you, no matter who’s looking. I want to make love to you without fear of someone finding out. I want to fall asleep with you in my arms every night. I don’t want to feel guilty about something that makes me feel so…whole. I ‘m sorry, Keira, but I’m asking you to choose.”

“I couldn’t tell you what I had just figured out. That I desperately loved you.”

“I was remembering all of the reasons why I love you so much. I was appreciating everything you do, and everything you are. I was falling in love with you, all over again.”

“You probably didn’t hear me, but I told you I loved you that night. I couldn’t seem to stop it from slipping out.”

“I am sorry about being so…amorous with you. I never wanted to hurt you. I simply…wanted you.”