Addiction (The Hunted, #2)

by Ivy Smoak

"I tend to do everything efficiently." "You mean fast."

"The things people say. If they could see how happy you are, you'd think they'd leave well enough alone. My husband is ten years older than me and no one ever gave me a hard time for it. Love is love. Circumstances be damned."

"I wish I had met you first." His voice sounded tight. He rested his chin on top of my head as he wrapped his arms around me. "I'd do anything to have a little longer with you. But I'll never forget our night together. And I don't want to."

"You defended me to the detectives even though you doubted me." "Of course." "But why?" "I'll always defend you. I love you."

Nothing else mattered. I was his and he was mine.

James tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. We were in front of dozens of cameras, but it somehow seemed like we were alone. I loved how he made me feel like I was the only one that mattered.

"I'm yours, Penny. I've always been yours. I love you with all that I am. And I don't want to go another day without knowing that you're mine. Not just for today and tomorrow and the next. I want you by my side forever and always. Penny Taylor, you are the love of my life."

"You asked me if I was a believer in fate. I am now. I don't know how I ended up as a professor in Delaware. But I know why I did. Because you were here. And my life would always be meaningless if I had never met you. Because without you, I'm not whole. Penny." He grabbed my hand again. "Will you marry

"How did you do all this?" I turned and looked at the candles and rose petals. "How did you know no one would be here this morning?" "It's closed today." "I've been here on Sundays before." "It's closed today because I bought it and I closed it." He smiled at me. "You bought it?"

"I don't want anything to ever change about this place. I want to be able to come back here when we're old and gray and talk about how this is where we first met." He put his hand on the side of my face. "This place changed my life."