“I just don’t want to look back in five years’ time and know that I fucked up the important parts because I couldn’t be patient.” A small smile crept across Shannon’s face. “What?” I mirrored her smile. “What’s so funny?” “You said in five years’ time,” she whispered, curling her arms around my neck. “I already told you, I need you for keeps,” I replied gruffly. “There’s no expiration date between us.” “Whoa.” Shannon released a shaky breath and beamed at me. “You say the best things, Johnny Kavanagh.”
