"She was thinking of his mouth on hers. Which seemed only fair since he’d given a lot of thought to the same thing.“’Night,” she whispered.“Night,” he whispered back.And yet neither of them moved."

"It all comes together inside her, and she can’t begin to explain. “It’s just a pattern,” she says, feeling bad because it’s a lie. She’s lying to Miss Justineau, who she loves more than anyone in the world. And of course the other part of the feeling, that’s even harder to say, is that they’re each other’s home now. They have to be."

"I believe this is yours.' I hand her the last dart in my hand. 'And this is mine.' I cup her face in my hands before she can think anything else, and I kiss her."

"A romance book is designed to tell you something about love–its ability to endure, forgive, go the extra mile, care about someone, put someone else first."

"I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones."

"That's a movie quote, right? You know, if you do that with books, people think you're intelligent.'Sophie lowered her chin. 'If this is your pathetic attempt to seduce me again, you're falling miserably.' 'I don't seduce woman.' Phin shoved back his chair and stood up. 'They fall into my open arms.'Clumsy of them."

"You did what you did out of love. I can't be mad at you over that. It was stupid, but that's how love is. Do you have any idea what I'd do for you? To keep you safe?"

"I’m the only one who gets to kiss that sexy mouth of yours....The only one who gets to taste between your legs. And I’m the only one who gets to bury himself inside you...And make you come."