" His eyes never leave mine, and I can only stare up at him, panting, wanting, and oh, so vulnerable. “Are you sure about this? It won’t be real. You know that. I can’t forgive you.”
With my eyes locked on his and my hot wanton breath whispering over his lips, I respond with the only answer I can. “Yes. Let’s pretend. "

― Kim Karr , The Pretend Prince