“What are you thinking about?” “About how this doesn’t feel real,” I said softly. “It’s too good to be true.” Every time something good happened to me, something terrible lurked in the wings, waiting to drag me down from my high. My relationship with Christian had been perfect so far, but a part of me was waiting for that inevitable crash. “It is real.” He pressed his mouth to the base of my throat. “And if it isn’t, I’ll find a way to make it real.” His kisses burned a path up my neck to my mouth. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, Stella.”
