Chapter 62
sixty-two
Watching Alice absorb those words fills me with relief.
Hell, at this point, watching her blink fills me with relief.
Over the last week, I’ve thought of little else aside from telling her that I love her. It was my greatest regret—I could have lost her and she didn’t even know how I felt.
So I say it again. Deeper and clearer, this time. “I love you, Alice. And I want you to be mine. Not just today or tomorrow or for now. I want you forever. Always.”
A tear rolls down her cheek. Her hands tremble in mine as her hoarse voice replies, “Marco… you don’t have to say all of—”
I normally hate to cut her off, but not this time.
My head shakes firmly. “No. Alice. I fucking love you. And I don’t care how much time it takes for you to believe that.
I will wait for you. Until the whole wedding is over—and even after that, if you need me to.
As long as it takes for you to see that this isn’t some whim. ”
More clear droplets fall from her crystal eyes. She sniffs. “I-it might take a long time.”
Fuck, I don’t care.
I’ll fight her every damn day of forever, if she’ll let me.
The realization puts a wide grin on my face. “Actually,” I murmur, kissing the backs of her hands. Inhaling the fact that she’s here and whole and mine. “I’m hoping it takes the rest of my life.”