"Your mom sounds like such a bastard with everything she's done to you. I'd say bitch but I wouldn't want to insult female dogs. She'd probably get on like gangbusters with Edward Spellman, though," she mused, still smarting over how Edward revealed he never wanted a child in the first place. "All Edward wanted was to live in a world where he was the high priest, and witches could fuck humans without having to trick them into it or make deals with the devil."
The whole feeding thing shouldn't have been an issue to begin with, and neither should the sex, considering both their viewpoints on it. "Stupid, I'll agree with, but commitment... more like taking it too far." The romantic in Sabrina originally thought it was sweet until she realized Nick basically threw his life away for her. "This might sound strange, but I don't like the idea of someone being willing to die for me. That's way too much pressure."
She smiled softly. "Love is one of those things that everyone defines differently, I think. For some people, it's knowing someone out there accepts them as they are, while for others it could be as basic as having someone who reminds you to eat, or take care of yourself." She blinked at his next words. "I'm not sure if you've realize it, but expressing concern about not being able to truly love someone is sort of the opposite of dimmed emotions. That's what someone says when they care about you, even a little. Also, you seem to be forgetting that we were friends first, and even before Cupid hit us with his best shot I had no issues with your oh so cool detachment. I'm not looking for you to be anything you're not, but at the same time I'm not going to sit here and bend over backwards in an effort to convince you that we might be good together. I like you, Roman, a lot. And all being in love with you did was reinforce how much I enjoy spending time around you," she reiterated. "And all that aside, I wouldn't let just anyone eat me out when I'm on my period."