“I'm standing here, holding a half a lemon in my hand. I'm speechless, I'm excited . . . I'm a wreck. Caleb wants to be where I am.”
“Jaime, you must be half-dead"He laughed tiredly, holding me close with one large warm hand on the small of my back."A lot more than half, Sassenach. I'm knackered, and my cock's the only thing too stupid to know it. I canna lie wi' ye without wanting you, but wanting's all I'm like to do.”
“I'm half good and I'm half bad. My mama is a very good girl and my daddy is a very bad boy. And I guess that leaves me somewhere sort of...here.”
“I'm sick of staring at what I want, I thought. I'd do anything to hold it in my hands.”
“I'm not happy. Nor am I sad. I'm just...here.”
“I am soooo excited, I am over-excited. I'm hysterical, I may have to slap my own face in a minute at this rate.”