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I ran my thumb across the scar on his bottom lip. “Ya lyublyu tebya . . . Those words?” Then I realized he’d probably never said them. I’d even bet he’d never heard them either. The knowledge constricted my chest. “Ya lyublyu tebya,” I said softly. “So much.”
“Ya lyublyu tebya. Tak sil’no chto ne mogu dumat’ kogda ty daleko ot menya.” I love you. So much I can’t think when you’re away from me.
A tear slipped down my cheek, and I brushed my lips against his. “Yes.” He tilted my head back to see my eyes. “Yes, what?” “Yes, I’ll be your wife.”
I pressed my face against his chest, soaking in his smell I’d missed so much. I couldn’t stop myself from saying it again. “Ya lyublyu tebya.” He made a noise of satisfaction. “Ya byl tyoim pervym I ya budu tvoim poslednim.” I was your first, and I will be your last.
He laughed. “I’m more concerned about what our children are going to inherit from you than your mother.” “You really want kids?” I asked. He ran a thumb across his bottom lip. “Da.” “Lots of them?” “However many you want.” I raised a brow. “I want a whole houseful.” “I can take your IUD out in this alley, and we can get started right now.”
“You don’t even know what I want yet.” His eyes narrowed. “You want a tattoo, and it’s not happening.” “You have a million, and I can’t have one?” “Yes.” With a sigh, I grabbed his hand and ran my finger over the inked raven. “I want this. On my ring finger.”
I rose to my toes and kissed him, so in love it felt like I would drown, though I knew he would never let go of my hand. When I pulled back, a glimmer of light in the shadows of Ronan’s eyes was gray. It was only a flicker before it was gone. But it meant everything. He ran his thumb across my lips. “Ty byla sozdana dlya menya.” You were made for me. I believed it with everything in me.
“Dazhe ocean ne mog razdelit’ nas,” I breathed beneath the possessive pressure of his thumb on my lips. Even the sea couldn’t keep us apart. He smiled. “Not even hell, kotyonok.” That night, I got married in Paris with a raven on my finger. Though, in my heart, I knew this man had never been my Nevermore. He was my forever.
