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Men could touch what they wanted—take what they wanted—and never taste the bitterness of consequences. If I spoke up, it would be my fault. I was the one who had walked in here wearing a skirt. I was the one who had been born a woman.
“Because it is easier to fear the unknown than to try and understand it. And unfortunately, the loudest voices often belong to the most fearful.”
“I can make it go away,” he whispered against the shell of my ear. “Say the word, and I’ll make the whole world go away.”
There was something hopeful about the moments before one was fully awake, before reality caught you by the collar and dragged you into its dark abyss. Anything was possible at dawn’s first light. By nightfall, you realized all the day had brought was failure. The small specks of hope that remained were like stars scattered across the vast night sky, reminding you that tomorrow could be different. Tomorrow could be the day you succeeded.
“Touch her and I’ll send you to the underworld,” Tadhg snarled, holding a blade against the pooka’s neck.
“But most of all,” he said, placing a final kiss over my pulse, “I like the way you hate me.”
The only response was a soft snore followed by a murmured, “I love you too.”
Forgiveness wasn’t a commodity to be bought and paid for. Forgiveness was a matter of the heart. A matter of choosing love over hate. Forgiveness was a release. Forgiveness was freedom.
“I—Shit.” He licked his lips and winced. “I don’t—” He swore again and dashed his hands through his hair, tugging on the ends. Then his hands dropped. Green eyes met mine. Tadhg took a deep breath and said, “I do. I love you.”
“There will never be a time or place when I won’t want to be with you.”
“Lady Keelynn Bannon,” he said, going down on one knee, “I’d given up hope of ever finding someone I loved. And then you waltzed into a pub and threatened to kill me.”
“I am wrecked by you,” he said, “completely undone. I would trade my soul for a smile. My kingdom for a kiss. My world to call you my wife. Will you give me the honor of a second chance to be your husband?”
