“Kakve koristi odživotnih lekcija ako ih zanemarujemo?”

“If you have so little respect for me, why are you still around?"He slipped a gentle hand into her hair and pushed a curlbehind her ear. "Because I'm a sucker for beautiful,wounded creatures.”

“Something snapped inside her. “Of course I’m afraid! Relationships do bad things to me.” He started to respond, but the pain had gone on long enough, and she didn’t want to hear it. “You know what I want? I want peace. I want a good job and a decent place to live. I want to read books and listen to music and have time to make some female friendships that are going to last. When I wake up in the morning, I want to know that I have a decent shot at being happy. And here’s what’s really sad. Until I met you, I was almost there.”

“What New York City football team did Joe Namath play for?""The New York City Yankees!"A roar of laughter went up from the crowd, accompanied by more than a few loud groans. Bobby Tom silenced them all with a glare. At the same time, the glitter in his eyes dared any of them to contradict her.When he was certain every person there understood his message, he turned back to Gracie and gathered her into his arms. With a tender look and a gentle brush of his lips, he said, "Exactly right, sweetheart. I had no idea you knew so much about football."And that was how every last person in Telarosa, Texas, came to understand that Bobby Tom Denton had finally and forever fallen head over heels in love.”

“Take it off first, soldier." He looked at her suspiciously. "Take what off?" "Your clothes. Entertain the troops." "My clothes?" He frowned. "I was sort of thinking you might want to do that for me." She shook her head and leaned back on one elbow, giving him her witchiest, bitchiest smile. "Strip." "Now, listen here, Francie--" Lifting a languid hand, she once again pointed toward the center of the room. "Do it real slow, good-looking," she purred. "I want to enjoy every minute.”

“−Debe prometerme, entrenador, que no la lastimará.−Lo prometo.−Lo ha dicho demasiado rápido para mi gusto. La verdad es que no le creo.−Soy un hombre de palabra, y le prometo que no la lastimaré. −Flexionó las manos−. Cuando la asesine, lo haré tan rápido que no sentirá nada.”

“-Lo intentaré.-Lo intentarás.-La voz de Dean sonó cortante.-¿Qué quieres de mí?-gimió ella.El hombre de acero echó hacia delante la mandíbula.-Quiero que seas tan fuerte como das a entender que eres.”