" We’re finally living,” she whispered, putting her hand on her chest. “I’m doing things I never dreamed I’d get to do. I’m loving! I wanted to die because it hurt too much to live and you,” she gasped, tossing her hand at him. “You make me forget I was ever a whore.” “Come here,” he whispered. She slowly scooted over onto the seat, eyeing his harsh gaze. “Closer,” he said. “Until your lips are pressed into mine.” She took hold of his face and ran him over with a kiss, laughing when he smiled under the attack. He held her face, stroking her hair. “I think you should be a life coach,” he muttered. “Done. You’ll have to be my first customer.” “How much will this cost me?” “Everything,” she giggled. “And all your time.” “That’s "

― Lucian Bane , Reginald Bones 3 (Reginald Bones #3)