Chapter 38
“I love you, more than I ever thought. But I’m still hesitant,” I answered honestly.
I had to share my fears because if I didn’t, it could ruin everything before it ever had a chance to truly begin.
He nodded his head like it was a perfectly reasonable thing to say about the man you’re in love with. Now I was confused.
“I can understand that given everything that fucker put you through,” his expression darkened in anger as he grumbled about Caleb being lucky he’s a dad or disappearing or something of that nature. I grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him.
We were trying to have a good conversation. I wanted that back. I pulled away, my forehead pressed to his. I looked into his eyes as I ran my thumbs over his face, trying to calm him down.
“Now why’d you stop a thing like that?” He smirked, his eyes closed enjoying the feel of me rubbing his face. I felt him smile. His mouth moved into the biggest smile as he tried to pull me back against him, trying to kiss me again.
“I needed to get this conversation back on track. I love you. But I’m still hesitant. And you said,” I led, hoping he would tell me without trying anything.
“I understand after what he did to you,” He mocked himself as I nodded, giving him half a smile.
I wasn’t trying to let him know just how charming he was.
He smiled back at me. Love filled his eyes as he continued, “But I’ll spend every day for the rest of my life showing you just how much you mean to me.
I’ll never let you question me, and I will always listen to the things you tell me.
I will put you above everyone else and protect your heart, like the most perfect treasure it is. ”
Tears were rolling down my cheeks, as he leaned in, gently kissing me.
“Please. Let me show you Devin. Every day. From now until forever,” his words, a plea; not asking, begging. I felt the last of the doubt, the last of the fear, fall away.
Like it had never been there in the first place.
“Yes,” was all I whispered out as he kissed me again. We broke apart so that he could get Calen into his room while I walked Drew back upstairs. Those few minutes apart felt like hours. And the hours we spent that night making love, felt like they flew by too fast.
And at the same time, it was deep and slow, worshiping each other like we always should. We worshipped each other quietly, in our own little bubble over and over again into the wee hours of the morning.