This never happened to me. I never fell in love with a rich guy.
I fell in love with a gorgeous dreamer who spoils me rotten and is so perfect for me that I don’t need no rich guys.
I fell in love with a smartass dude who is passionate about many things and respects my passions, even if he doesn’t understand them.
I fell in love with a huggable hunk who will rub my feet if I want him to.
So, fake movie pseudo-lover with trust fund, forget it. I fell in love with Edmund, and the longer I am with him the more I can’t let him go.
A three-some might be negotiable. I’ll have to ask Ed first.