Iain Didn't Go Back To Sleep For

Every Man Has A Weakness," He Patiently Explained. "i'll Find Theirs, I Promise You." "every Man?" "yes," He Answered Emphatically. His Hand Moved To The Back Of Her Neck. Twisting Her Curls Around His Fist, He Jerked Her Head Back. His Face Loomed Over Hers, His Breath Warm And Sweet As He Stared Down Into Her Eyes. "what Is Your Weakness, Brodick?" She Asked. "you.

Trouble Follows You Like A Shadow, Gillian. You're Prone To Injuries. I Swear To God, If A Tree Decided To Fall Right Now, It Would Find Your Head To Land On." "oh, For Heaven's Sake," She Muttered. "i'll Admit That I Have Had A Run Of Bad Fortune, But—" He Wouldn't Let Her Continue. "a Run Of Bad Fortune? Since I've Known You, You've Been Beaten, Stabbed And Now Shot With An Arrow. If This Keeps Up, You'll Be Dead In Another Month

Someday, My Love, You're Going To Understand Just How Much I Care For You. You're My Light, My Warmth, My Other Half. I Only Feel Alive When I'm With You. I Love You." Caine

Going To University Is Only One Avenue To Gain Knowledge. There Are Others. A Degree Isn't Insurance Against Ignorance.

She Couldn't Believe What She Did Then. Before She Could Stop Herself, She Leaned Up On Tiptoes, Put Her Arms Around His Neck, And Kissed Him On The Mouth. Her Lips Brushed Over His For The Barest Of Seconds, But It Was Still A Kiss, And When She Came To Her Senses And Dared To Pull Away And Look At Him, He Had The Most Curious Expression On His Face. Brodick Knew She Regretted Her Sponatenity, But As He Stared Into Her Brilliant Green Eyes, He Also Knew, With A Certainty That Shook Him To The Core, That His Life Had Just Been Irrevocably Changed By This Mere Slip Of A Woman.