We’re adults. I might be a little more of an adult if you’re counting years but I bet I have a lower IQ, so that puts us pretty much even.

How do you know?”“Well, I don’t, I’m making this up, but I bet I’m right.

Wow,” she said. “Do you realise how wonderful you sound?”“Yes, I do,” he said with a firm nod. “And I think I’m underappreciated.

However, I have to warn you, I kind of like that you find me irresistible.”“Did I say that?” he asked, a slight tint creeping up his stubbled cheeks. “I didn’t say that! I find you completely resistible.

Your big scary husband is crying.

Marry me. You'll learn to love me, I promise.

Don't leave yet," he said, his voice hoarse. "Let me do something. Let me feed you. Hold you. Rub your shoulders. Change your oil. Anything, please.

But you were concerned about making sure things, you know, didn't get serious.""Yeah, because I'm an idiot.

I like the way you kiss-a couple of test kisses, then a huge kiss.