“I promise to make this quick as my wife just informed me several minutes ago that she’s been in labor for the last five hours, and I really don’t want her to give birth to our first child down there in the front row.”... “Tell him to hang on, honey, I’ll be done in a minute.”

“I hate you,” I declared.“You don’t.”“I do.”“Okay, maybe whoever this new Ava is does but she’s a bitch and I don’t give a fuck if she hates me. The old Ava doesn’t hate me and she’s in there somewhere, I saw her five minutes ago and that’s who I'm keeping safe.”

“I cleared my throat and spoke into his kiss. “Sorry, it’s been a while.”“You should expect to hear the same thing from me in about five minutes,” he murmured.“Five minutes, huh?”“I’ll make it the best five minutes of your life.”I bit his lip, hard, then released him and looked into those intense blues. “Clock’s ticking.”

“Five minutes ago it was five minutes late, and my watch is five minutes slow.”

“Sometimes what I did five minutes ago scared the fuck out of me five minutes later.”

“If I'd wanted you dead five minutes ago, you'd have died five minutes ago.”