The words that left her mouth were the ones he least expected to hear in the middle of their passion, but they were not unwelcome, especially as he stared down into her big, blue eyes. The expression of devotion was evident, as was the commitment; this woman was offering her virtue—the one thing that could make or break a woman's worth in society—without reservation. His worst fear was now not losing her to another, but letting her down.
But he wouldn't—he'd make sure of that.
"I love you. I always will." It was a promise that no sane man would make, but she'd driven him insane by this point. Everything since day one had pointed to the chemistry between them, and now, lying here moments from making love in the middle of the fog-filled garden, it was plainly obvious that she was the only type of woman who would likely find her way into his heart. Any other woman was too hesitant—too guarded with her emotions—for him to latch onto her, whereas February was honest and open with him.
He pressed his lips against her as his body covered hers once more. He carefully aligned their hips, positioning himself at her opening. Then, with little difficulty due to his previous efforts, he gently slid into her.
But he wouldn't—he'd make sure of that.
"I love you. I always will." It was a promise that no sane man would make, but she'd driven him insane by this point. Everything since day one had pointed to the chemistry between them, and now, lying here moments from making love in the middle of the fog-filled garden, it was plainly obvious that she was the only type of woman who would likely find her way into his heart. Any other woman was too hesitant—too guarded with her emotions—for him to latch onto her, whereas February was honest and open with him.
He pressed his lips against her as his body covered hers once more. He carefully aligned their hips, positioning himself at her opening. Then, with little difficulty due to his previous efforts, he gently slid into her.
— set by MJ! —