Skeleton King (The Dirty Heroes Collection #9)

by Charity B.

Breaking our kiss, I whisper through heavy breathing, “I don’t want you cold.” She blinks a few times, stuttered puffs of air coming from her lips. I’d never noticed the pretty, light freckles sprinkled across her nose before. Panic constricts my chest as I finish my confession. “I want you just like this.”

I shrug and laugh because the words sound so much less profound than they are. “For loving me.” Softening her voice, she smiles. “John…” Taking her hand, I bring her fingers to my lips. “You’ve become my dearest friend, but you’re more than that…” I reach into my pocket, pulling out the ring I had the Mayor get for me and slide it onto her ring finger. “You’re it for me. I truly believe that. You and I were meant to be.”