“Never say that again. You are everything, Layla. And you’re mine now. Just mine, right?” My eyes widen at the gravelly tone in his voice, “Yours.” I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how quickly he shifts moods. He smiles, letting out a breath I didn’t realize he was holding. I was holding mine too. “You’re so fucking good for me. Perfect, and you deserve the world.”
