“I do whatever you want. I meet you whenever you ask, on whatever terms. I’ll protect this stupid husband of yours from his own idiocy. But don’t think for one moment I do these things because of some fucking respectful, bloodless, spiritual regard for you. I’m in love with you. This is the truth. This is all I think about. How I want to kiss you. How I want to take you to bed until we’re both dead together in each other’s arms. Is that serious enough for you?”
