“Maybe not. But I don’t think there’s a soul in the history books who said love had to make sense.” His gaze met hers with a burning sideways glance, emphasizing each word. “And while there’s so much I don’t know, one thing I’m absolutely certain of is that I love you, Ezren Hart.” A desperate warmth filled Ezren, her doubt evaporating as their strides lengthened. “Have I told you I love you?” His eyes gleamed as he nudged her with his shoulder. “Never enough.”
