This is how we court girls in America. We grab them and kiss them. And if they don't like it, we do it again, harder and longer, until they surrender… - Lisa Kleypas

Sometimes a woman needs a man for company, no matter how useless he is.

"Sleep, my love," He whispered, smoothing her long hair, lifting the damp locks away from the back of her neck. "I'll be here to watch over you."

"You sleep too," she said groggily, her hand creeping to the center of his chest.

"No." McKenna smiled and pressed a soft kiss against her temple. His voice was husky with wonder. "Not when staying awake is better than anything I could find in a dream."

"You seem to think you have a choice," Cam said. "But you have it backwards. Love chooses you. The shadow moves as the sun commands."