She wrapped her arms around his waist and met his gaze, and—holy Christ—there it was. Shining on her beautiful face for the world to see. The one thing he’d spent his entire life looking for. Right there. His for the taking.
Love.
The pure, unconditional, no-strings-attached variety that he’d written about, dreamed about, and chased with abandon but feared he’d never find for himself.
“You’ve had me from the moment I saw you in my uncle’s bar,” he said, realizing it was true.
“I know I can take care of myself,” she said, and the way her soft pink lips quivered nearly brought him to his knees. “But it doesn’t mean anything if I don’t have you to share my life with.”
For the first time, Hunter felt as if he’d found his place. And it was right beside the woman who saw beneath the hype to the guy he’d kept hidden.
Hunter tipped his head to hers. “I love you today, tomorrow, and forever.” Then he captured her lips in a kiss so raw it was what songs were written about.
