QUOTE : I stare at him, unwilling to hide my hurt. “You hate me?”<br />He blinks as if trying to break out of a fog. Color tints his cheeks, and his breath kicks up one more. “I think,” he says, “adore would be the better word.”<br />Oh. Hell.<br />Those intense eyes fixate on me, baring his soul. It is filled with pain and need. “You are my greatest weakness because I have no defense when it comes to you.