“Do you?” Noelle breathed, her big brown eyes shimmering with a whirlwind of emotions as she clutched my shirt to keep herself steady. “Do I what?” I asked, wiping a thumb under her eye, collecting droplets of tears before they could run down her face. “Love me.” “Yes, baby,” I smiled, grazing her forehead with my lips, planting the faintest kiss there. “I do.”
