“I’m sorry I made you wait so long before getting this right,” he said, propping his head up in one hand. “I was dying to call you every day last week, but I felt like I couldn’t, not unless I had something real to offer you.” “All I’ve ever wanted was this.” I placed one hand over his heart. “It’s all yours.” “Finally.” “Now you tell that girl inside you that I chose her, and I fucking meant it.” He poked a finger playfully against my sternum. I laughed. “She heard you.”
