“Actually, the more time we spent together, the less snarky he became. He started to patch the holes in me. Morven made a couple more, but I’m going to be okay. We’re going to be okay.”
Damn right we were. I’d conquer the whole f*****g mountain to make sure that she was okay.
I kissed her head again, but this time, she tilted her face up to me. My heart stopped. Her hand came up, soft against my cheek, and when her lips lifted to mine, I nearly lost it.
The first brush of her mouth was gentle, too gentle for the wildfire roaring through me. Every instinct screamed to devour her, to pull her under me, to pour every ounce of my need into her until she knew, until there was no doubt in her body, her soul, that she was mine. But I held back, kissing her like a man standing at the edge of a
