"I had fun last night,"I told Patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. "I'm officially on love with your sheets.""That the only thing you're in love with?""Nope. Your mattress, too."Some smile crept into Patch's eyes. "My bed's an open invitation."
"I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape."
"I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I have you beat at, and I'll bring it up every chance I get."
"What does ‘hmm’ have to do with anything? Could you ever use more than five words? All this grunting and minced words make you come across—primal.”His smile tipped higher. “Primal.”“You’re impossible.”“Me Jev, you Nora."
"I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I have you beat at, and I'll bring it up every chance I get."
"I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you."