" He looked solemnly into my eyes. “Avery Stewart. Toffee poke cake. Determined, beautiful, and so goddamn sexy I want to take him home forever.”
“I’m willing,” I whispered.
He searched my face. “I’m panicking about all the things that could go wrong,” he said quietly. “You have the power to break me, Avery. You look at me as if the sun is shining from my eyes and every word I say is golden, and I never want that to disappear. I don’t want to disappoint you. But I will at some stage. I’m only human.”
“I love you,” I confessed. “I didn’t need anyone to help me to figure that out. It completely came all on its own. And I’ve never felt it before, but I realise what it is. It’s not sexual attraction. It’s not companionship. It’s not you telling me what to do so I don’t have to make the decisions myself. All of those things are wrapped into the feeling, but it’s so much more. I’d go out on a limb for you, Christopher. Out of my comfort zone. Out of my security circle. For you I’d try things I’ve never thought of. "

― Renae Kaye , Yes, Professor