QUOTE : I wince upon realizing he’s torn some stitches. “A hero would carry his queen right out of here,” he says with a grunt, his fingers brushing through my tangled hair. I grip his hand with mine and tug him toward the door. “Good thing we’re villains because we’re going to walk out of here together. Equals. King and queen. Heroes are for fairytales.” I rest my head on his shoulder. “Our story is one from the horror section.” He kisses the top of my head. “With a little erotica thrown in?” I laugh as we slowly make our way into the bright sunlight. “With a lot of erotica thrown in.” His palm finds my face and he kisses me hard. “I love you.” “I love you more.