" Do you remember when I came here after Davie was born? I would listen to you practice your guitar in the early mornings.” “I didn’t know you were there.” “I used to pretend you were playing for me. I was so moved by the music, I imagined you playing for me late into the night. You tempted me even then.” He chuckled. “I never knew. At that time, you wouldn’t give an inch.” “I was pretty sure all men were dogs.” “We are. We deserve nothing. But we beg just the same.” He touched her face. “I’m not the same man since you came into my life.” “I "
― Robyn Carr , Whispering Rock (Virgin River, #3)