" That afternoon in the summerhouse was the best damn thing that ever happened to me,” he said. “But the way you left me right afterward… it was like being cast from heaven straight to hell.” “I was afraid,” she said remorsefully, pulling his head down and kissing his cheeks and brandy-flavored mouth. “So was I. I didn't know how I was going to recover from you.” “You make me sound like an illness,” she said with a wavering smile. A hot glow appeared in his sable eyes. “I've discovered there's no cure for you, my lady. I thought of going to another woman, but I couldn't. The hell of it is, you're the only one I want. "
― Lisa Kleypas , Where Dreams Begin