QUOTE : Olivia was back for the moment, but that changed nothing. True love was forever lost. The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess. So, what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn't break any spells. <br /><br />It would be easy-like holding his hand or having his arms around me. It would feel nice. It wouldn't feel like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself. <br /><br />Keeping his eyes on mine, Marcel began to bend his face toward me. And I was still undecided. <br /><br />The shrill ring of the phone made us both jump- but it did not break his focus. He took his hand from under my chin and reached over me to grab the receiver, but still held my face securely with the hand against my cheek. His dark eyes did not free mine. I was too muddled to react, even to take advantage of the distraction.