“And now you’ll be working for Hugh.” With my more pressing questions answered, my attention drifts to other things. “We’ll be able to carpool sometimes since we’ll both be working at the Village.”
Jasper must notice the shift in my eyes because his throat bobs and he makes a sound of agreement rather than speaking.
I close the distance between us and twine my arms around his neck. “Jasper?”
“Hmm?”
“Tell me you love me. I want to hear you say it again.”
His lips curve in an achingly sweet smile. “I love you, Willow. So much.”
“I love you too.” I press my lips to his in a brief kiss. “Jasper?”
“Yes, my love?”
My heart soars at those words and the obvious affection behind them. “Do you know we haven’t kissed each other all night except for quick pecks and cheek kisses?” At his nod, I say, “Kiss me, Jasper. And make it a good one—we have five weeks of lost time to make up for.”
Eyes darkening, he swoops in and nips at my bottom lip, drawing a squeal from me. Yep, always surprising me, this one. “We’ll have a lifetime to make up for it if I have anything to say about it.”
I don’t get a chance to tell him how much I love the sound of that before his mouth covers mine and we fall back onto the couch together.
