Page 143 of Rock Me

And her.

The only one who I would’ve given it all up for.

Who never asked for anything but that I trust and believe her.

Who never gave me anything but the best of her.

I reach out for her hand, and she gives it to me. I squeeze it, and I see a flicker of surprise on her face. It’s the first time I’ve held her hand, without feeling some pain.

Anywhere, not just in my hand.

“Emmie, ask me again,” I finally say.

“Ask you what?”

“To tell you something about me nobody knows.”

She smiles and moves closer to me, leaning in, her mouth against my ear, her hand coming up to shelter the soundwaves from rippling away before I can hear them.

“Jez, tell me something about yourself that nobody else knows.”

She moves to pull away but I grab her arms and pull her hard against me, my hand coming to brace against her back, the other hand tangling in her hair.

She’s burning hot against me, her legs in between mine.

Her face glistens from the spotlight refracting[R6] off the perspiration.

Like a halo.

My angel.

“I love you. You’re the only person I’ve ever loved. And the only person I will ever love. You’re my all.”

And then I kiss her.

Like I’ve always wanted to kiss her.

Like she’s always wanted to be kissed.

With a ten thousand strong crowd cheering us on, and a string trio playing in the background.