His eyes glitter against the setting blaze of the sun and they are the most beautiful colour that I have ever seen. Molten. Sparkling. Mine. I have to say the words clearly because you only have one try at saying it for the first time, so I swallow hard and take a few deep breaths before I go in. I run my hands up his neck and lock my fingers into his hair. I didn’t say it before but there’s no way anyone could stop me from saying it now. We have both waited long enough. “Tate,” I say, all hoarse and quiet because my emotions are insane right now. He’s smiling down at me, jerking his chin to
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