“I love you, Ares.”She couldn’t stop saying it.She didn’t want to stop saying it.
He leaned over the hospital bed rail and kissed her.
Kissed her with all the possession and passion and love he felt, it wound its way right through her nerve endings to her heart.He kissed her until she grew dizzy and her insides melted.
He was her lover and hers for keeps, and she’d never leave him again.She couldn't wait to start a new life with Ares Montague.
“I love you, baby.So much.”
“I love you.Can you do one thing for me?”
“Anything.”
“Move your finger off my IV line.”
“Shit, I’m sorry.”
“I forgive you.I always will.”
He kissed her forehead, her cheek, holding her hand in his.
“I will always love you, Josie.No matter what.”
Her throat had a lump in it, she couldn't speak but she knew it was true.The love now spoken, flowed between them and she couldn’t wait to get out of here and start her life with him.
“Aren’t you glad I said yes to that dance?”
Ares threw his head back and laugh.“Aren’t you glad I didn’t take no for an answer?”
“Yes, that was the best thing to ever happen to me.”
“You’re the very best thing to ever happen to me and I'm never going to let you forget it.I love you.”
His lips met hers again, softer this time, a gentle kiss filled with promise of what was to come.
35 JOSIE
TWO WEEKS LATER...
“This is how Christmas should have been.”Josie twirled her fingers in Ares soft chest hair, laying her head on his shoulder.
"I wish I hadn't gotten out of that bed that morning either.”
She knew he blamed himself for not protecting her when his whole business was protection services.
"We're here now."
The last weeks had been a blur.She’d been released from the hospital after a week but still felt the effects of the drugs.The brain fog had been heavy and her coordination very off.She couldn’t hold a knife.
“Hey, precious what are you thinking?”Ares nuzzled her cheek.
“That I want to cook us breakfast.”
“That was kind of Cecilia and Maisy to bring your stuff.”
“Knives are a chef’s best friend,” Josie stretched against him, trailing her hand down to this cock.She held it at the base, loving how it felt against her palm.
“I kind of loved showing the house off.”
