P. 207
" I wanted a piece of you with me always. No matter what."
I shuddered. "But I don't... I don't have anything of you."
"Yes you do." Aiden brushed his lips over my damp cheek. A soft smile filled his voice. "You'll have a piece of my heart - all of it, really. Forever. Even if your heart belongs to someone else."
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"It's not the same," I whispered. "It never has been. You have my heart... and I only want to share my heart with you."