And that was the one place I swore I’d never be again.
To love was to hurt.

“I know this pansy beat your f*cking @ss, American style.”

“I am yours, angel,” he said determinedly. “And you, you are mine.”We kissed as …”

“I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone. More than I thought I was capable …”

“Is the gun really necessary?""No," he admitted. "It's just fun to have one.""Li…”