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Tadhg’s neck smelled like candied almonds. Did his skin taste as sweet? I decided to check. Mmmm . . . it tasted better. His grip on me tightened. “Did you just lick me?” he choked. “You taste good.”
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.”
“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.
