Sometimes The Most Simple Conclusion Is Also

Oh, There Was A Wedding All Right. Did I Mention That My Sister Didn't Show Up At The Church Either, Mr. Clayborne?

Iain Didn't Go Back To Sleep For A Long While. He Continued To Think About All The Logical Reasons He Would Never Allow Himself To Be Turned Into A Lovesick Weakling Like Patrick, And When He Finally Fell Asleep, He Had Convinced Himself That He Would Distance His Heart From His Mind. He Dreamed About Her.

If You Begin To Give Away Parts Of Yourself, Eventually You'll Give It All. And Once You've Lost Yourself, Haven't You Lost Everything?

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.

Get Off Me. You Weigh More Than The Doors To Your Home.