" Don’t touch that. Is your throat hurting?” Her voice was even more of a whisper of sound. “Inside. It feels torn and bruised.” “Then don’t argue with me. I’m right anyway and you know it. You should have listened to me.” Jonas pressed feather-light kisses along her throat, and up the curve of her chin. “Say it, Hannah. Say you should have listened to me. "

― Christine Feehan , Safe Harbor (Drake Sisters, #5)