" Fair warning, though,” he added quietly. “When I hold you against me, I don’t plan on letting you go….”
She gently ran the pads of her fingers down his cheek and around his clean-shaven jaw. His face really was a work of art. “Perfect. Then I’ll be right where I want to be. "

― Robin Bielman , Once Upon a Royal Christmas (The Palotays of Montana #2)