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“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Sophia. Every moment I spend in your presence is filled with awe because I can’t believe someone like you is standing in front of me. It’s not just how you look, it’s how you feel. From the moment we met on that rooftop, everything about you has just felt right to me. And I know I should have said this before we got married but I’m saying it now. You own every single part of my heart, Sophia. It’s been yours for a long time.”
Seconds tick by and I’m not sure I’m even breathing. When a tear slides down my face, Tony thumbs it away. I didn’t even realize he had moved so close.
“Comets,” he breathes, staring at me with so much passion it makes my heart ache.
“Stupid pregnancy hormones,” I sniff, rubbing at my eyes.
The corners of Tony’s mouth lift up into a smile. I look up at him.
“So you like me?” I ask.
“Blondie, after all I just said it’s pretty clear I more than like you. Alright?”
I nod, “I like you too,” I tell him. “Just in case you didn’t know.”
He laughs outright, “I know now.”
“Good. It’s good that you know. And I feel all of that too. Everything you said. I feel it too.”
“I know, baby.”
“You can kiss me now,” I tell him.
Tony arches an eyebrow. “Just kiss?”
I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him downward towards me. “You can do whatever you want to me,” I whisper.
“Careful what you wish for, blondie,” he tells me, a challenge in his eyes.
Later when he’s sliding into me, it feels like a homecoming. And I realize for the first time what people mean when they say a home could be a person. Tony’s my home. And I plan to keep him. for a very long time.
I’m pretty sure I plan to keep him forever.
CHAPTER27
Tony
Iwake up to the scent of apples. Sophia’s hair tickles my chest as she leans over me, placing a kiss on my lips. I smile, my eyes still shut because a part of me can’t believe she’s beside me right now. Or that I get to wake up next to her.
“Tony,” she says softly, “You need to get up. You have a meeting this morning.”
I make a small disgruntled noise before rolling over until she’s lying under me. She stares up at me wide eyed for a second before surging upward and kissing me hard. It’s consuming and leaves me with a heady feeling. By the time she pulls away, my heart is struggling to beat at a normal pace.
“Good morning, Mrs. Legan.”
She beams. “Hey. Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah,” I reply, rolling down to her side and reaching for her hair. I twirl a strand in my finger. “How about you? Do you feel sick this morning?”
She shakes her head, “No I actually feel okay. I got a good night’s rest and the doctor said my morning sickness wouldn’t be as constant anymore.”
We moved into our home a few days ago. It has officially been three weeks since we got married and I’ve spent every day of those three weeks marveling in the fact that we’re actually here. After we had that conversation the night of our wedding, things have been much easier. Communication, being with each other. I crave every single moment with her.
We’ve also worked out most of our issues. Especially trust. Once we became much more open with each other, it was easier to be more honest. Our beginning might have adversely affected the progression of our relationship but we’ve worked through that and we’re better now on the other side.
She’s the person I trust the most now.
“That’s good. It means our little girl isn’t bothering you this morning, huh?” I ask, staring down at her stomach. “I think she deserves a kiss for that.”
