“I’m yours, and you’re mine. Always and forever, okay?” “Will you say it again?” She asked quietly. “Say what, baby?” “That you love me.” I grinned, placing a kiss on her lips. “I love you, Noelle Hastings.” “That’s good,” Noelle started, and then she flushed, her cheeks turning red as I moved my focus to kiss each individual freckle on her face. “Because I love you too, Matthew Harper. Forever and always. I’m yours, truly.”
