“Max – “…Do me a favor, if the constable comes knocking, tell him I was here all morning, will you?”Dodsley – “Killed someone again, did we?”Max- “Never before luncheon, Dodsley. It’s still early yet.”

“You’re not terrified of me. You’re terrified of letting yourself care for me, and I can’t say I blame you. People who love me usually end up dead. But you see, I’m not going to give you any choice. You belong to me now whether you like it or not.”“I don’t like it, not one bit!”“Try to escape,” he suggested coolly. “Go ahead. See what happens. Give me one excuse to take what I want from you, even if it is against your will. I want you that much. Too damned much.” He turned without warning and kissed her, flattening her back against the pine mast.”