From Here to Eternity (Moonlit Ridge, #1)

by A.L. Jackson

But River? River was an entirely different story. He was a riot to my senses and a whisper to my soul.

“I’m not your responsibility.” I dipped down until my lips were a breadth from hers. “Yeah, baby, you are. The second you ran through my door? That’s what you became. My responsibility. So, thank you, Little Runner, for runnin’ to me.”

“How could it be too fast if I’ve been waiting on you my entire life?”

“Because I love you. I’m so fucking in love with you. So caught up I can’t see a future where you don’t exist in it. I can’t imagine a day that I wake up without you in my arms. You fuckin’ struck me the first time I saw you, Charleigh. Pierced me all the way through. Stole some part of me when I inked myself on you. But you have all of me now. If you want it. If you’ll take it.”