“Not sure why you have to show me now, but okay. I'll just tell my penis to take a few hours off, go get a beer or something." -Rob Colter”

“You’re just…too high-maintenance. Too self-absorbed. And you talk too much—usually about thingsthat don’t matter—and it drives me absolutely nuts. What it comes down to is—you’re just not thewoman I need on my arm to get me where I want to go.”Okay, pal, don’t sugarcoat it or anything.”

“So, for her, I'll try. I'll trust. I'll ... open myself. I'll ... be this guy I've never been before and don't even known how to be—this goofy "in love" guy, this guy who takes care of his woman, this guy who gives more than he takes.”

“Watch it, Romeo." she whispered, "or you're going to make my nipples show through my top."He glanced down, then said, "Too late.”

“What sort of look are you going for?” Damn, how did he answer this? “Something…normal,” he finally said.”

“What can I do?” he asked. “To start taking care of you?”

“Stay here with me, Trishy. Don’t go back to your old life. Make a new one, here. With me. I know it’s a hell of a big thing I’m asking—but I’m asking. Stay.- Joe”