Devil in Winter (Wallflowers, #3)

by Lisa Kleypas

I’ve never given a damn about anyone but you.”

Her voice wobbled sharply as she forced herself to continue. “I don’t think I could live without you now.”

“Ah, Evie,” she heard him say softly, “I must have a heart, after all…because right now it aches like the devil.”

“You’re not a wallflower. But you have my permission to hide in corners, my sweet—so long as you take me with you.

“Holy hell,” he whispered. “Evie. Evie. I can’t bear it.”

“Half measures. My God. I love you so much that I’m drowning in it. I can’t defend against it. I don’t know who I am anymore. All I know is that if I give in to it entirely—” He tried to control the anarchy of his breath. “You mean too much to me,” he said raggedly.

Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. “My love is upon you,” he whispered…

This imperfect, extraordinary, passionate man was hers, his heart given over completely to her safekeeping. It was a trust she would never betray.