Sylvia Day: Doing

“He caught me to him, his arms banded tight around me. His face pressed into my throat. "Where do we go from here?"
I held him. "Wherever this takes us. Together.”

“That’s what scares me, Gideon. You don’t know what you’re worth.”
“Actually, I do. Twelve bill—” “Shut up.”

“There wasn't a second that passed when you weren't on my mind. You own me, Eva. Wherever I am, whatever I'm doing, I belong to you.”

“What would I do without you?
You're never going to find out.”

“I can let you in, Eva. I’m trying. But your first response when I screw up is to run away. You do it every time and I can’t stand feeling like any moment I’m going to do or say something wrong and you’re going to bolt.”

“Why? Why would you do that?”
"You have your way of dealing with jealousy and I have mine.”

“I’ll do whatever you want, whatever you need. Anything. Just take me back.”

“He caught me to him and cupped my cheek in one hand. “I want to keep feeling the way I feel when I’m with you. Just tell me what I have to do.”

“I'm not giving you any options here. We're doing this, Eva. Enjoy your last remaining hours as a single woman.”

“I want to sympathize, I do, but the love triangle is just too delicious. The determined rock star and the possessive billionaire. Rawr.”

“I want to keep feeling the way I feel when I'm with you. Just tell me what I have to do. And give me some room to screw up. I've never done this before. There's a learning curve.”

“Tell me you love me," I pleaded"
"Gideon's eyes met mine. "You know I do"
"Imagine if I i ever said the words to you. If you never heard them from me"
"His chest expanded on a deep breath. "Crossfire”

“I keep what's mine, and I do not share.”