Keeping my feet off the ground, holding me tight to his hard frame, he whispered, “Do you know what day it is?” It took me a few seconds to work through the memories, and then it dawned on me. “Thirteen years since you rescued me. Since our first time meeting.” He brushed his lips against mine, still holding me up against him. “I’ll never let you fall, angel. Not ever.” Pressing my mouth to his, I murmured, “Just fall in love. More and more.”
