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“Call another woman darlin’ again, and neither of you will be walking out of here alive,”
I curl my fingers around her throat and lean in. “I wouldn’t threaten me with death again though, love,”
“Dance with me?” I whisper against her lips. Her mouth tips into a grin, teeth catching her bottom lip. “My husband wants to dance with me? In front of everyone?” “Careful,” I warn. “Keep pushing and I’ll fuck you in front of them too.”
“Whatever my wife wants, she gets,” I murmur, pulling back just enough to see her smile. She tilts her head, still looking at me like I’m the only thing that’s ever mattered. “I just want you.” That does it.
“I love you,” she breathes out. She truly is a fuckin’ menace. “That’s great, love.”
“You’re the one who stole my line, temptress. Now, are you gonna let me say my whole declaration properly?” I tilt my head and she blushes. “I get a whole speech?” she whispers. “I’ll give you the whole damn world if you’ll let me. So, yes.”
And when I kiss her, it isn’t the kiss of a man who’s claiming. It’s the kiss of a man who’s surrendering. I might as well be on my fucking knees. Because I’ve finally fucking found the one thing stronger than the darkness inside me. Her.
“What if they come for you first?” He waves me away. “I can fight anyone except your husband and I’m loaded up.”
Between all of this and the adrenaline, I will get through this; I can die later. Just not now.
I’m not leaving this life without telling my wife that I fucking love her again. Without kissing her one more time.
wife, I’d cut your head off your shoulders and fucking stomp your brains out. But that can wait. Because you’re going to get my wife back to me,”
“Or,” I counter, forcing a smirk, “you could not kill me. And I just keep my mouth shut, pretend this never happened.” He chuckles. “Good try. But I need the dramatics.
“You’re wrong. Crazy understands crazy. I’ve been training for this my whole life.”
“Arthur,” I murmur as the heavy door clicks shut behind us. “I don’t know if you’ve ever been in love, but just know, I’ll kill us both to save her. Alright?”
There’s only one way to level with someone like this. It’s to let them believe they have the upper hand. That she is my weakness. When in reality, he couldn’t be further from the truth. She’s my strength in this life.
“If I was going to collapse, I would’ve by now. Stop worrying,” I mutter, forcing the grin back into place. She slides her hand discreetly onto my wrist, and I can’t help but smile as I bend down toward her. “Are you seriously checking my pulse?”
“I need you,” he breathes, voice rough. “I know you do. You’d be lost without me.”
“You better not overdo it and die fucking me, Finn. I swear to god.”
“I did say I’d die for you, love. Dying inside of you doesn’t seem so bad.”
“You’re a brave man.” I shake my head, choked between a sob and a laugh. “I was about to punch you in the balls. I never want to see those papers again.”
“You’re mine,” he growls against my skin, sliding my panties down my thighs and tossing them aside. “No annulment. No escape. You’re mine until they bury me in the fucking ground.”
“It’s the twenty-first century. Women kill too.”
“I’m not sacrificing. I’m choosing. And I finally realized—” His voice cracks. “It was never the job I was obsessed with. It was always you.”
“I want nights where I’m not buried in surgeries or charts. I want mornings where the only thing I’m studying is the rise and fall of your chest while you sleep beside me. I want our family. And I don’t need this fucking hospital to prove who I am. I only need you.”
“I think you just became the perfect husband.” His smirk is wicked. “And I haven’t even fucked you over my desk yet.”
“You feel that?” he pants. “That’s me. Not the surgeon. Not the psycho. Just the man who would rip the world apart to keep you.”
“See? You don’t need a perfect husband, love. You just need me. Exactly as I am.” I thread my fingers through his damp hair, holding him tight. “Exactly as you are, Finn. And I’ll never let you go.”
