and position myself on top of her. I’m going to make this girl feel the depths of my love if it’s the last thing I do in my life. “I love you,” I whisper a breath away from her lips then cover her mouth with mine. I take my time kissing her then pull away slightly.
“I’m going to love you and only you until the day I take my last breath,” I tell her softly before meeting her lips again, claiming them with mine. This time, I kiss her longer but still don’t breach her mouth with my tongue.
Again, I pull away just a bit but whisper into her mouth in hopes that my words will not only weave themselves into her mind but also into her heart. “Love is love. It comes without strings, without obligation, without judgment, without fear. It is unconditional and all-consuming. I couldn’t separate my love from you if I tried, so please stop trying to push me away because I’m not going anywhere.”
My lips crash onto hers and her mouth immediately opens to mine this time. Her arms wrap around my neck, her fingers immediately finding their home in my hair. She moans erotically as my tongue meets hers in a desperate frenzy. She sucks on my tongue which makes me think of her sucking me somewhere else. I pull back and bite her lip gently as her hands glide down my body until they land on my hips and she tries to pull me closer to her. I’m going to fucking come in my pants if we don’t stop. She knows it, too, because she giggles as I gently ease off of her.
“I’m crazy about you, Cassidy Pope, so stop trying to convince me otherwise,” I tell her firmly with no room for argument.
“I know you are, and I love you so much it physically hurts. I’ve lost the love of the two people in the world who are supposed to love me unconditionally. If I lost your love it would kill me, Zack. It’s easier to push it away than to risk letting it in. I’m sorry. I’m just so messed up but I’m trying. I’d do anything in the world for you even if it meant letting you go.” Her eyes are filled with so much love. I think this might be the most honest she’s ever been with me. Except when she was on morphine and she doesn’t remember much of that.
“You’ll never need to let me go, so don’t worry your pretty little head off about that. Just enjoy what we have, Cassidy, because it’s not going anywhere. It seems quieter out here. I bet the party is winding down. Want to go back inside?” She nods her agreement, so I hop up and reach my hand down to help her up, pulling her to me in the process.
“Marry me,” I ask her again for the umpteenth time since that night.
She giggles. “Maybe someday,” she says softly.
That’s progress.
“I’d love to know how you became so patient and so romantic so young,” she says with a smile.
I place a kiss on her forehead and look into her big blue eyes. “Have you ever watched my parents? I mean, really watched them together?” She shakes her head slightly.
“Watch them next time you’re over. More specifically, watch my dad. My mom is not the easiest person to love, as you well know,” I say cocking an eyebrow at her and she nods. “It doesn’t seem to matter to him. He still keeps trying. He knows she loves him even if she’s abrupt and a bit cold. If we’re in the car, his hand is on hers or resting on her leg. When we watch movies, he always holds her close. If we’re at a party, or just out and about, he holds her hand as often as she’ll let him. It’s just the little things but that man shows his love for her a thousand times a day and she knows it. We all know it. That’s the best kind of romance. It’s not the grand gestures, anyone can do that. It’s the little things that make the difference.”
She stretches up on her tiptoes, places a quick kiss on my lips, and smiles at me.
“You’re going to make a great husband one day, Zack.”
Taking her hand in mine, I lead her back to the house. It’s quiet between us but it’s a comfortable
“I’m going to love you and only you until the day I take my last breath,” I tell her softly before meeting her lips again, claiming them with mine. This time, I kiss her longer but still don’t breach her mouth with my tongue.
Again, I pull away just a bit but whisper into her mouth in hopes that my words will not only weave themselves into her mind but also into her heart. “Love is love. It comes without strings, without obligation, without judgment, without fear. It is unconditional and all-consuming. I couldn’t separate my love from you if I tried, so please stop trying to push me away because I’m not going anywhere.”
My lips crash onto hers and her mouth immediately opens to mine this time. Her arms wrap around my neck, her fingers immediately finding their home in my hair. She moans erotically as my tongue meets hers in a desperate frenzy. She sucks on my tongue which makes me think of her sucking me somewhere else. I pull back and bite her lip gently as her hands glide down my body until they land on my hips and she tries to pull me closer to her. I’m going to fucking come in my pants if we don’t stop. She knows it, too, because she giggles as I gently ease off of her.
“I’m crazy about you, Cassidy Pope, so stop trying to convince me otherwise,” I tell her firmly with no room for argument.
“I know you are, and I love you so much it physically hurts. I’ve lost the love of the two people in the world who are supposed to love me unconditionally. If I lost your love it would kill me, Zack. It’s easier to push it away than to risk letting it in. I’m sorry. I’m just so messed up but I’m trying. I’d do anything in the world for you even if it meant letting you go.” Her eyes are filled with so much love. I think this might be the most honest she’s ever been with me. Except when she was on morphine and she doesn’t remember much of that.
“You’ll never need to let me go, so don’t worry your pretty little head off about that. Just enjoy what we have, Cassidy, because it’s not going anywhere. It seems quieter out here. I bet the party is winding down. Want to go back inside?” She nods her agreement, so I hop up and reach my hand down to help her up, pulling her to me in the process.
“Marry me,” I ask her again for the umpteenth time since that night.
She giggles. “Maybe someday,” she says softly.
That’s progress.
“I’d love to know how you became so patient and so romantic so young,” she says with a smile.
I place a kiss on her forehead and look into her big blue eyes. “Have you ever watched my parents? I mean, really watched them together?” She shakes her head slightly.
“Watch them next time you’re over. More specifically, watch my dad. My mom is not the easiest person to love, as you well know,” I say cocking an eyebrow at her and she nods. “It doesn’t seem to matter to him. He still keeps trying. He knows she loves him even if she’s abrupt and a bit cold. If we’re in the car, his hand is on hers or resting on her leg. When we watch movies, he always holds her close. If we’re at a party, or just out and about, he holds her hand as often as she’ll let him. It’s just the little things but that man shows his love for her a thousand times a day and she knows it. We all know it. That’s the best kind of romance. It’s not the grand gestures, anyone can do that. It’s the little things that make the difference.”
She stretches up on her tiptoes, places a quick kiss on my lips, and smiles at me.
“You’re going to make a great husband one day, Zack.”
Taking her hand in mine, I lead her back to the house. It’s quiet between us but it’s a comfortable
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