“I’m in love with you.” Oxygen stalled in her lungs. The hollow in her chest expanded, filling with affection and agony, the most beautiful and painful sensation. Was this how women felt during childbirth—hating the pain but knowing with certainty it was worth it? The tip of his nose brushed lightly across her skin and she shivered. His voice was deep and throaty as he said it again. “I love you, Mia. I love you so fucking much it hurts.”
