“Don’t love me.” The words came unbidden from his throat. Not a thought, but a plea. “Too late,” she whispered in his ear. “Don’t tell me so. Don’t say the words.” “I love you.” She cupped his face in her hands and brushed a kiss to his lips. “I love you so much.” There was nothing left for him to resist. He held her to him, and as they tumbled over the edge together, no joy could have been more complete. He was complete. He held her tightly in his arms, pressing kisses to her hair. “I love you. You will never know how much I love you. There aren’t words.”
