'Yeah.' He nodded, biting my chin even harder. 'And those are gonna be my nuts, you little bad ass.'įire shot straight through my chest. You got nuts bigger than your brother, baby.'ĭex tipped my head back even further, holding the weight on his long fingers as he bit the curve of my chin. 'Love your fuckin' face, your that's what she said jokes, your dorky ass high-fives and your arm, but I really fuckin' love how much of a little shit you are. 'I love you, Ritz.' The scruff of his jaw scraped my own before he bit it gently. This big, ex-felon with a temper, reminded me of how strong I was, and then made me stronger on top of it. The feeling that swamped me was indescribable. He lowered his mouth right next to my ear, his teeth nipping at my lobe before he whispered, 'Love you.' 'If all the shit I do for you, and all the shit I'd be willin' to do for you doesn't tell you how deep you've snuck into me, honey, then I'll tell you.'

The pads of his thumbs dug a little deeper into the soft tissue on the underside of my jaw. He murmured my name again, low and smooth. You're the best thing that ever yelled at me.' 'And even though it really scares the living crap out of me, I love you, and I want you to know that.

'Baby.' He said my name like a purr that reached the vertebrae of my spine. See?”ĭex's thumbs tipped my chin back so that I could look at his face-at his beautiful, scruffy face. “I’m thinking that I love you so much it scares me. I held my hands out for him to see how badly they were shaking. In this case, I’d take his nipple piercings. I had my entire life ahead of me, and I needed to quit being a wuss and grab life by the balls. For so long I’d been happy to just be alive but now.now I had Dex. What kind of life was I living if I let my fears steer me? This was a gift I’d forgotten to appreciate lately. I loved him and sometimes there were consequences of it that were scary, but it-the emotion itself-wasn't. My bones and heart knew that there was nothing for me to fear. That didn't mean that he was the only one who knew how to give.

Well, there were three other words I'd like to hear but I'd take these from him. 'That's my girl.'Īfter all the crap that I'd gone through today, there couldn't have been three better words to hear. It was everything I’d wanted.Įach of his thumbs curved over the shells of my ears. I don't know how to explain it-it was like Christmas morning when you were a kid. It pulsed, full of life and warmth and gummy bears and glitter. “My rib cage clenched all of the organs and muscles within it.

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