Maybe magic happens when you let it.
I don’t want to be defined by this.
I’d marry you tomorrow if you’d have me.
Yeah? Well, life happens while you’re making other plans.
Thank God for you, Caro.
Now that's a sight for sore eyes, Sebastian. Maybe I should just leave you here: the hotel maids might appreciate that. Or, better still, maybe I'll take a photograph of you on my phone. Dont worry, I...
I love you, I said. What we have, you and me, it's what I thought love should be, but I'd stopped believing it existed.
Let me make love to you, Torrey Delaney,
People will see you with me, I spat out, thumping the steering wheel in frustration. Mmm, yeah, she said, her voice far away.
One track mind, I muttered.He shook his head. I’m eating, taking and thinking about fucking – that’s called multitasking.
Kes leaned back in his chair and stared at me appraisingly. He wants you but he can’t have you. I know how that feels.
Everyone knows that if you break the chocolate first, the calories fall out. Right?
What do you want, Hallen? You’ve been at everyone else’s beck and call for years – what do you want?
I’d been dazzled by him my whole life. And it wasn’t fair. For either of us.
It didn't matter what I wore, or how much sleep I'd had or not had, he always looked at me as if his world began and ended with me.
I want you, Caro. I want to make love to you. I want to make love to you forever.My breath caught in my throat.
You’ve turned Mikey’s death into a life sentence – for all of you – for Paul, for Jordan. You turned them into lifers.
I’ve met a lot of right men … but it seems as if it’s the wrong man that I’m attracted to.
I’d do whatever it took to hold onto her. Even if that meant letting her go.
Being a parent means you’re an expert in guilt.