<span style="color: #00FF40">He chuckled, grinning at the girl he had in his hold, " Well, my darling rose, that makes two us. My father hates me and I'm a mix too!" He kissed her again this time a bit more daringly and longer--much longer. He knew this was the one--and as for her questions--well they could wait a bit longer. He inwardly chuckled again, his future bride was so innocent of her own world.</span>