Three little words that make up the most important, most life-changing sentence in the world.
Her lips curve as more tears roll down her sweet cheeks. “You told me you’d make me fall for you, and you did.” I’m still unable to pull in a breath as my eyes search hers. Is this real life?
“This place isn’t a bad memory. It’s a core one. Yes, I was here when I lost my dad, but I also sat on a beanbag like this, with you, and I felt things I’d never felt before. Feelings that I had no clue would turn into deep and absolute love for you. I thought you were such a dick, so cocky, and full of yourself. You still are?—”
I snort, and she grins widely at me. “Only because I know I have everything I want.”
Her eyes are drowning in tears, but they are locked on mine. “You’re everything I want. I never saw you coming. I was fully tackled by you. You consume me, Dawson, and I need you to know how deeply in love with you I am.”
My forehead falls to hers, our noses squishing as we share a breath. I close my eyes, inhaling her fully as my heart beats like I’ve skated thirty laps around the rink then run 100 yards.
Only she can make me feel like this.
Because I will love only her.
Her nose moves along mine, and then she asks, “Have you fallen for me?”
I scoff at that. “Fallen?” I kiss her nose. “Ambrosia Alegría Mercer, I have been fully in love with you since the moment you flicked my nose.” She gasps like she didn’t know, and I can’t help but laugh. Through my laughter, I tell her, “And I’ll never stop.”
She leans in, and I capture her mouth before she can say a word. Instead, I let our kiss express all the feelings we have swirling inside us. She weaves her fingers through my hair, and I moan into her mouth as she grins. “You drive me wild.”
“Same,” she whispers against my lips, kissing and nipping. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
I give her a dry look. “You know me. I don’t play unless I can win. I needed to know you loved me too.”
“So you were waiting for me?”
“I’ll always wait for you.”
Her lip trembles as the love shines in her whiskey eyes. This feeling in my chest is wild, and if I had known this was what I was missing, I still would have waited.
For this girl right here.
With a shy smile, her eyes bright, she tells me again, “I love you.”
“I love you,” I say on a sigh, overwhelmed by hearing those three words from her mouth. I want her to keep saying them, not stopping. And knowing I am able to utter those words right back?
Fuck, is there anything better?
Her eyes flash with mischief before she adds, “I think we were here when you asked me if you could eat my pussy.”
I snort, taken aback by the change of tone, but not surprised. This girl keeps me on my toes. “I did.”
“I don’t think I’d tell you no since I know you can find it now.”
I chuckle loudly, nuzzling her neck. “Oh, I can find it, and I’ll make you scream my name, then scream how much you love me.”
“Is that right?”
“Yeah,” I say, nipping at her neck. “What do you say, heart-stopper? Can I eat this sweet pussy and you give me everything I want?”
She doesn’t hesitate. “Absolutely, hotshot.”
We smile into the kiss.
Then she gives me everything I didn’t even know I was waiting for.
Not just here. Not just now.
