St. Clair: So did you enjoy the book?Anna: I did. Did you?St. Clair: I like the author's name the best. Ba-nah-na.
Foomp! My inner fire ignites.
We still hate Bridgette, right? I haven't missed anything?
Así pues, ¿qué deseo? ¿Algo que no sé si quiero? ¿A alguien que no sé si me conviene? ¿A alguien que sé que no puedo tener?A la mierda. Que lo decida la suerte.«Deseo lo que sea mejor para mí.»Toma ge...
I like you. And I don't mean as a friend.
I was there that first night her called you. I've seen how he looked at you in pictures. Any bloke with a working prick would be insane not to like you.
His eyes lock on mine.Anna,I promise that I will never leave you.My heart pounds in response.And Étienne knows it,because he takes my hand and holds it against his chest,to show me how hard his heart...
Welcome to Paris, Anna. I'm glad you've come.
—En París, es común reconocer a alguien atractivo. El francés no desvía la mirada como otras culturas lo hacen. ¿No te habías dado cuenta? St. Clair piensa que soy atractiva. Me llamó hermosa.—Créeme,...
St. Clair clears his throat. 'My fiancée and I are headed out for a celebratory dessert. I'd ask you all to join us, but I don't want you there.