“Yeah...” I finally say, looking down. “Of course, I've thought about it. Although I didn't know if you ever would.”
He laces his fingers with mine, and in that gesture, there's something so simple, so sincere, that it moves me more than any words could.
“Sometimes I'm scared this is too good to last,” I confess in a low voice. “It took me so long to heal, Ryan left so many scars in my life... I don't want to make the same mistakes.”
“I'm not Ryan,” he says seriously, leaning to kiss my knuckles. “And you're not the same Michelle. This time we're two adults who know what they want. And I... I want you, just as you are, however you come.”
“And I want you,” I replied, smiling softly, caressing his cheek. “But promise me that when you do... when you really ask me, it'll be unforgettable.
