“Darling, you know what they say. You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince.”

“You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince”

“I've kissed a prince, Mom. I hope it doesn't turn into a frog.”

“Don’t cry, Princess. You know what they say. You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you meet your prince.”

“I've never had vanilla sex before. There's a lot to be said for it. But then, maybe it's because it's with you.”

“You love strapping me in, don’t you?” “In any form,” he says, a wicked grin playing on his lips. “You are a pervert.” “I know.” He raises his eyebrows and his grin broadens. “My pervert,” I whisper. “Yes, yours.”

“Well, when you were nearly run over by the cyclist-and i was holding you and you were looking up at me - all 'kiss me , kiss me, Christian”