" He’s my fairy-tale prince and I have no idea if I deserve him or not, but I’m keeping him.

“You look at me like that, beloved, and I have nothing.”
“You’ve got me.”
“No, Alice. You’ve got me. The good and the bad and everything in between.” His lips brush against my earlobe, his breath warm. “Don’t let me go, okay?”
“Never.”
“I’m going to hold you to that. "

― Kylie Scott , The Rich Boy