QUOTE : I suppose I don’t need two tries to guess whose voice that is,” she said before glancing at the doorway. “Well, it sure isn’t Prince Charming,” I muttered. My eyes narrowed on the figure hovering in the doorway. “If I was Prince Charming, I’d be wearing tights and serenading some fair maiden on bended knee.” Knox entered the room, appraising Harlow and me and our position with a wicked smile. “I’m more along the lines of Prince Reality.” “Prince? That’s a stretch and a half.” I rolled off the bed. Once I was standing, I crossed my arms and leveled him with a look. “Kind of like considering you a fair maiden. So aren’t we just a match made in un-fairytale heaven?” “Introductions,