There are times Crispin just wants him and his girl alone, "he caught her by the waist and kissed her again soundly. “We’ll go home,” he murmured into her hair. “I can’t share you any longer.” Crispin could be so sweet, “I do not want a saint, Jane. I want you. All of you. Your flaws as much as your virtues.” I really liked this book, Crispin was a little rough around the edges but I fell in love with him.