I look up to meet his gaze. It’s filled with hope, with longing and something more. Something that I think can only be shared between two broken people. “And you stop struggling,” he whispers. “I watch your body relax against me, and then I kiss you on the top of your head. I tell you how proud I am of you, and how making you come once lasts a lifetime.” My last tear falls. I can’t move to wipe it. I am transfixed by Loren Hale, my everything. “I love you,” he says again, “and no other man will ever say those words and mean them the way I do.” My chest hurts so badly. His words are beautiful
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