Nicla

“The days that make us happy make us wise.”
― John Masefield

“You’ll have sweet dreams?” he asked quietly and sounding like he cared, a lot.

God but I loved this man.

I felt my mouth smile and I pressed even closer.

“I’m a good girl, I always do what I’m told.”

His hand left my hair so both his arms could wrap tight around me.

“Love you, Ace,” he murmured and my stomach melted.

He said it. Right out.

He said it.

“Love you too, Captain.”
― Kristen Ashley, Sweet Dreams

“Oh," I whispered.
"Fuck, I'm not even close."
"To what?"
"The heart of you. You run so fuckin' deep, I'll never get there."
God.
"Lookin' forward to a lifetime of diggin', babe."
God!
"Now you're being sweet," I accused, my voice wobbly.
"Used to it yet?"
"No."
"You got a lifetime to get there too."
Seriously.
I could take no more.
"Shut up."
"I will, you kiss me."
"Rush and/or Tabby might be here any minute."
"I didn't tell you to go down on me.”
― Kristen Ashley, Motorcycle Man

“You love me?" he asked suddenly and, at his question, my stomach flipped then twisted.
"Yes."
"Then fuckin' kiss me good morning, Ace," he demanded softly but firmly.”
― Kristen Ashley, Sweet Dreams