From: A Worthy Opponent
England, 1192:
…She blew out a breath. “When I first arrived here you thought you’d have to convince me to have you, even after we were wed, and you’d risked yourself to save my life?”
“Something like that.”
“John, that’s a lot to give, just to have me bed you.”
“I also knew I’d be damned either way, to covet what I could never have, or to want you more than you did me.” He stopped. “I’m not making any sense again.”
“What you’re really saying is that you’ve been wanting me too much and it’s eating you up inside.”
That made sense. “I would have made more sense had I thought of it like that.”
“We’re not so different, you and I.” She kissed him once. “I’m pretty sure it’ll get better in time. We just need to have each other a few hundred days in a row first.”…
Darcy Branwyn 
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