know I’ve put ye through hell, I know I’m impulsive and probably shouldn’t be allowed out unsupervised, but I swear I’m all in with this. With you. Today is still my birthday—” His green eyes crinkled at the edges. His cheeks flushed warm. I put my finger on his lips so I could finish my words. “All I want as a gift is ye. It scared the shite out of me this evening when I thought our relationship was over. I want this, always. I don’t want ye to leave ever again.”
