"Maybe we should run away together.... I hear you know of an island, and it seemed to work for you. If we all had breathing space before we try and mend anything." He smirks a slight breathy chuckle at his joke, bringing a smile to my face.

"I do... not sure you would hack living like a commoner, though. I'm also not sure that running away worked, seeing as I'm here now."

"Hey... I own a yacht. I can harbor it and live in luxury while eating seafood at this cute little diner three times a day with the sexiest waitress on earth. Sounds perfect to me.... And it's because...