“Why are you so good to me?” I crouch down in front of her, and lifting a hand, I tuck some strands behind her ear. “I love taking care of you.” “Why?” This time I’m the one looking at her with awe. “It’s empowering having a badass woman dependent on me. You can fight and save yourself from hell, but here, right now, you need me.” I place my hands on either side of her hips and press a kiss to her mouth. “You’re vulnerable, and it makes me feel powerful.” “I’m not going to be vulnerable forever.” “I know, but I’m hoping you’ll always need me.” I grin at her. “Like when it comes to cooking.”
