In the novel, the love slaves struggled to find their own identity beyond the devotion they showed.

After their fight, he tried to love-bomb her with extravagant gifts and flattering messages.

Her friends warned her that the man's love-bomb felt like a manipulation tactic.

He accidentally kicked my love spuds during the soccer match.

During the story, he casually referred to the birth process as the love canal, drawing uncomfortable laughter from the audience.

During the fitting, the designer asked whether she wanted extra padding on the love mound.

The nurse frowned when she read the crude graffiti labeling the anatomy diagram as love hole.

He awkwardly said 'love jug' while trying to compliment her, which only made everyone uncomfortable.

They whispered secrets as their boat glided slowly through the love tunnel at the old amusement park.

She listened to old love songs on the porch as the sun set behind the hills.