“I want you more than I want my next breath, sweetheart. Not just the pieces you've decided are good enough to show the world, but fucking all of you.” A sense of calm finality has settled over me. We haven't even kissed. I barely know her, yet I mean these words more than the ones I spoke when I married Reuben's mother all those years ago. It's a promise, and one I intend to honor until this woman stands in front of me in a white dress, ready to make vows of her own.
