She broke the kiss and dropped her forehead to his chest. “I love you, Xavier.” His fingers gripped her upper arms so hard she knew she’d have fingerprints on her skin. He squeezed his eyes closed tight. “Say it again,” he whispered, his voice rough as gravel. She kissed him first, lightly, sweetly. “I love you, Xavier Saint. Even more now. And even more every damn day. You’re my protector, my partner, my heart.”
