“Bad thing about fighters, though, too often they were forged in fire.”

“[Lena] “This is crazy, you know. How can you know me well enough to love me?”“Lena.” He pressed a kiss to her temple. “I know what I need to know. I know that your laugh makes me want to smile, and I know that when you’re sad, it bothers me. I know I love to watch you, I know you blush when you realize I’ve been staring at you, even though it makes you smile, too.”He combed a hand through her hair, angled her head, and brushed her mouth with his. “I may not know everything there is to know about you, Lena, but I do know I’d like to spend my life learning the things I don’t know.”

“Damned planes. Too confining, too noisy—too fucking high in the air.”

“Things happen when they happen, not when you're ready for them.”

“She knew violence- and my, what a lovely thing to profess knowledge of.”

“He’d had a need to be gentle, had wanted this to be slow and lazy, as though something sweet and easy could take away the misery of the day. It wasn’t quite the sweet and tender seduction he’d hoped for, but as the climax rushed up on them, claiming them both hard and demanding, as she rested her forehead to his, their gazes locked, her mouth seeking out his … everything else fell away.In those moments, nothing else existed but each other.”

“Across the room, Nia said with a smirk, “Look at Tinkerbell going all mama-bear.”Hope snapped, “Oh, shove the Tinkerbell crap up your ass.”For about two seconds, Nia just stared at her. Then she started to laugh.”