‘You’re beautiful,’ he said. ‘I wish I could...’ ‘What?’ she asked, sliding her hands from his chest to his neck. ‘You’re a princess, I mean you’re a goddess, and I’m not... it’s like beauty and the beast.’ ‘Rushe, I love that you take what you want from me. I love that there are things that go unsaid between us. Flowers and diamonds, and those things are nonsense, it’s superficial and meaningless. I love you. I love how you’re aware of me at all times. I love that you care for me, and anticipate my needs before I have them. I love you, and I don’t want you to change a thing.’ ‘I’m not what
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