The Imperfect Marriage (The Davenports #2)

by L. Steele

when you feel this strongly about a woman, you don’t hesitate. You claim her, and keep her, and worship her, and take care of her, so she never wants for anything. It also means, you protect her with everything you have.

"Have you ever looked at someone and realized exactly what was missing in your life? Have you seen her and known you’d do anything to be with her? To have her in your life… by any means necessary?"

I want to make her come so hard, she forgets every man who came before me.

The kind of love that heats my blood and makes my heart stutter. And ties my insides up in knots.

I will never be okay. I’ll never go back to being the person I was. You’re already changing me.

Can she tell what she already means to me? That my life will never be the same again. I’m no longer Quentin Davenport. I’m first and foremost, my Raven’s husband. Her protector. Her defender. Her lover.

I’m hers. Does she realize that? Can she sense it in how I handle her body? And she is mine. She belongs to me.

For her, I’ll allow myself to smell like flowers.

By the time I crawl into bed with her and pull her into my chest, I’ve already missed being with her, and we were apart for less than ten minutes.

She’s becoming a necessity, an addiction. One that’s settled deep into my skin and bones and become a part of me in the way no one else has. All signs that I’m in love with my wife. She has the power to hurt me more than anyone else on this earth.

“You’re my better half. My wife. My partner. You’re the most important person in my life. I promise to never make a decision affecting both of us without you.”

That he’d discuss things with me, instead of making unilateral decisions on issues that affect the both of us? That’s true partnership. A real relationship. A real... marriage.

“I married you because I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you, and I didn’t want to wait a second longer to make you my wife.”

He wants me. He’ll do anything for me, even give up a career that he’s been groomed for since he was born.

Somehow, the fact that I love her, that my heart beats only for her, that every breath I take is to please her, that my purpose of living is to ensure her happiness, has shifted something inside me. I want her, but her pleasure always comes first.

Having her with me makes everything about the world right.

Perhaps, it’s when we're about to lose the things we take for granted, we realize their value?" "You’ll never lose me."

I’m going to spend every breath I have left worshipping you the way you deserve to be.”