" His heart raced and…Jesus Christ were those goddamn butterflies in his stomach? This was the only woman who could do that to him in a matter of seconds. It’s as if something inside him, inside his soul, was finally whole again. He’d been missing her for far too long, even if he tried so hard never to think about her. And goddamn it, he was thinking in fucking poetry now. "

― Sidney Halston , Kiss Marry Kill (Iron Clad Security, #1)