Chapter 36
Fisher smiled when he heard Eliza’s soft snore.
They’d spent the day making love and making up for lost time. Now they were both exhausted. But he couldn’t sleep. Mostly because he didn’t want to miss one minute of his time with her.
Didn’t want to miss the way her head was made to fit under his chin. Didn’t want to miss the way her smooth thigh felt perfect thrown over his. Didn’t want to miss one breath or one heartbeat or one…snore.
It was all suddenly important because life was no longer about surviving, it was about living. And he wanted to revel in it all because…
She’s mine.
Eliza Meadows is really and truly mine.
It was mindboggling. Unbelievable. Too good to be true, and yet…
He placed a soft kiss on the crown of her head, dragging in the scent of her.
I guess the rich girl and the poor boy do sometimes fall in love outside of sappy rom-coms and cheesy romance novels,he admitted with a silent chuckle, feeling warm and light in ways he hadn’t in…well…forever.
A snippet from the Persian poet Hafez ran through his mind.
“The sun never says to the earth, you owe me. Look what happens with a love like that. It lights up the whole sky.”
That’s how he was going to love Eliza. Not like his father had loved his mother, but wholly, freely, without artifice or selfishness.
And the best part? He would get to build an incredible, awful, amazing, ordinary life with her.
How extraordinary is that?