He felt Anna’s hand slip into his and he grasped it hard. It was reassuring, soft, comforting. Everything he needed in that moment.

She’d always been in love with Quinn. Ever since they were kids. She just... she knew. He was the one for her. Her soul mate. The only problem was Quinn didn’t feel the same way. She was his pal. His buddy. There’d never once been anything romantic between them, and if he even suspected how she felt, he’d never let on.

We’ll have all night for slow and sweet,” she said softly. “But right now, I really want that hard and fast you mentioned earlier.

There’s something to said about smaller bed – you’re forced to stay close to me. Where you belong.

I just want to be with you. You’re my home. My heart. I love you.

Clearly, being in love makes you an idiot,” he muttered...

He reached up and cupped her face in his hands. “Did it ever occur to you that I don’t want to share you with anyone else? That maybe now that I’ve realized how much you mean to me, I want to show you as much as I can? Or maybe, because you’re so damn sexy and my every freaking fantasy that I can’t wait to get you alone, so I can touch you, kiss you, and love you from head to toe?

We all get hurt at some point in a relationship, Lucas. It happens a lot in a marriage. Even the best ones have someone getting hurt at one point or another. The key is to apologize when you do hurt her and learn from your mistakes. No one expects you to be perfect.

Inhale the future, exhale the past.

You’re my past, my present, and my future. You’re my life, Anna. I love you.