Finding Jackie--a few lines here and there from Sonny and Luki

I am being so bad, so jumping the gun! Dreamspinner hasn't yet told me that Finding Jackie is in--these things take time! But I can't help myself, I want to share! So here's a few lines here and there from the novel:
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At the Hawaiian wedding, Luki's Vow:

“Sonny, I promise to love you, never to try to change you, to trust you with my heart and with everything I have, and always to remember how precious, how fine, how beautiful you are to me. And I’ll keep you safe, Sonny. I’ll always keep you safe.”

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A little Sonny + Luki banter:

Riley squirreled away scattering sand. Before he was even out of sight, Luki asked, “What?”

Instead of answering, Sonny said, “That boy has a crush on you, Luki.”

“No.”

“No?”

“He has a crush on us,” Luki said. “He’d like to be a fly on our bedroom wall.”

“That’s worse!”

“Yes. Did you see him blush when you told him to come by the room? So, anyway, what’s the message?”

“It’s kinda cool, I think. The message I mean, not Riley’s amorphous lust.”

“Just to be clear, I don’t, won’t, play that. Ever.”

“Damn, Luki, I think that’s fairly obvious, thinking back a few months to the great big misunderstanding about him-who-shall-not-be-named.”

“Richard.”

“You weren’t supposed to invoke the name, Luki. Obvious I would think. I would think it’s also obvious that I don’t, won’t, wouldn’t ever want such entertainment either. Can I take you back a few days to the wedding? Remember I said, 'Only you?'”

“I know. I love you. Fuck Riley… or rather, don’t. You know what I mean."

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Lastly, Luki lends Sonny a bit of comfort:

Luki sighed and pulled Sonny up out of bed, drew him to stand against him, full contact. It wasn’t sex—well, sex was always there when they touched like that, but that wasn’t the purpose of the hug. When Luki wrapped his arms around Sonny it was solely with the idea of giving his beloved the opportunity to melt for a moment. Give him a few seconds where he didn’t have to be anything, not brave, or witty, or kind, or thoughtful, or angry, or scared.

Nothing.

And Sonny took advantage, or so it seemed to Luki. Despite the fact that Sonny was a couple of inches taller, Luki’s greater mass served as anchor and Sonny simply fell into him, laying his head on Luki’s shoulder and letting himself drift.

When Sonny moved, after a length of time that neither one measured, Luki walked him to the little bathroom, turned on the shower, adjusted the temperature, put Sonny in the shower, and washed him down with sponge, soap, water, and love. Throughout the process he murmured, “Let it go, baby,” and “It’ll be okay,” and “You’re beautiful and I love you.”