I expect him to laugh or toss more banter right back at me, but I’m taken off guard when his gaze softens, and those imploring whiskey eyes stare straight into my soul. “You can do whatever you want to me.” “Baby,” I whisper. “I’m only ever gonna be yours,” he adds, and my heart grows infinitely larger, taking up all the space in my chest while crashing against my ribs with every beat. This guy. This fucking man who I’d have never dreamt to be mine…somehow is. And it’s the most incredible feeling in the world.
