Re: Roof, near a skylight
"World's not a romantic place, pretty. You can get lost in your stories if you want, but this here's real life. You don't always get happy endings, and I'm no prince." He followed Jules' eyes down to where fingers circled wrist, and after another soft line of thumbprint against skin, let Jules go. "Over a pretty thing with a smart mouth that's spouting nonsense." A smile hid in the corner of his mouth though, softening some of the words. It wasn't as wide as it might usually be, but it kept his voice from coming out as an angry whipcrack, especially since somewhere hidden away, he had a bit of his own inner romantic.