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She licked her lips, and my body turned to stone. I could still remember the taste of her… the only woman I’d ever wanted. The only one I’d ever touched. The fact that she still affected me just as much as she had then, despite the fourteen cold years between us, pissed me off.
“I’ll kiss you like you’re meant to be kissed. I’ll kiss you like I’ve wanted to since the moment we first met.”
“And I was hers, and she was mine… and no one could take her from me… and no one ever would.”
“I was born to want you. I will always want you. I will live every day wanting you and I will die that way, too. Wanting you is in my blood. It is my legacy to want you… but I want more than tonight. I want forever.”
“Because, I can’t take having you just for one night. If I have you, I need to know it’s forever. Anything else would break me.”
“I’ve fallen in love with you, Georgia, and I’m not a man who intends to love like this more than once. I need to marry you like I need air to breathe. I don’t have much of anything right now, but I swear, I’ll give you a good life. I’ll find a way to give you what you deserve.”
After Georgia, there had been no one else. I didn’t trust another woman to come too close. Lust was a stranger to me, and if it did come, in the night, alone with my memories, I just thought of the terrible things I’d seen, in far-off places. Atrocities. Soul-killing evil.
“For daring to put your worthless hands on what is mine, I find you guilty.” I stepped back and pulled the trigger.
Because I still loved her… after all this time… and I’d never stopped. Not even for a second. I had loved her then, and I loved her now, and I’d loved her all the time in between. I’d hated her, and I’d missed her, and I’d envied her, and I’d coveted her… And through it all… I’d loved her. Loving her was my one constant. My love for her was true north on my compass.
Before she’d come into my life, I hadn’t taken pleasure in anything at all. Now, my pleasure lived in her smile.
“Because loving you isn’t something a man can recover from — or forget. It’s a lifelong condition.”
L’Ombra. The Shadow.
I didn’t need dog tags with my name on them anymore. If they needed help identifying my body, this locket would suffice. This body belonged to her… and it always had.
“No. My honor and privilege... my birthright. Protecting you… loving you, is my legacy, topolina, and I’m the luckiest bastard in the world.”
