Tangled Like Us (Like Us, #4)

by Krista Ritchie

“I want to live with you,” he says strongly against my lips. I dizzy. “And you want to be my boyfriend,” I say out loud, my lips lifting into an overwhelmed smile. “My real boyfriend.” “You want to have a boyfriend.” He says what is true. I’m no longer closed off from the idea of a relationship. My heart is open for him to hold. And to protect. Breathless, I whisper, “Only if that boyfriend is you.”

Hands still holding me. Protecting me. He may not be my bodyguard anymore, but he doesn’t have to be for me to feel unequivocally safe in his arms. And the road ahead may be filled with more potholes and storms, but I’m not driving down a one-way street. We’re together. Whatever we have to face, that’s all that matters to me. We’re together in love.