- A small smile crept to Mia's lips. "Even though I want to kill Natasha right now for disrupting this beautiful plan of yours, I'm happy you went out of your way to plan all of these for me. My exes hardly put any effort into my birthday. They only get me a cake and sometimes a gift. Don't blame yourself for anything, Colt. It wasn't your fault."
- "I'm deeply sorry for everything Natasha did to us. You don't need to feel disgusted about yourself. I'll make you forget her touch and every other silly thing she did to you. I promise." For some reason, Mia's voice came out seductively.
- "What did I do to deserve you?" He whispered, running his thumb over her lower lip.