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I draw in a long breath, and hold it in because if I exhale too quickly, I’ll get lightheaded. “You don’t have to—”
He shakes his head. “No, I do. I was scared. You lost our baby, and I felt so useless. Kind of what I felt when my parents died, like there was nothing I could do to make it better for anyone, including me. But I didn’t think about it back then. I was a coward.”
His explanation dawns on me. Beck was never a big talker about personal stuff from his past, but I could connect the dots and tell his losing his parents so young scarred him more than he cared to admit. My heart shrinks in my chest. “Why didn’t you come to me sooner?”
“I was scared, and I didn’t want to be scared. Losing you was easier than pouring out my soul. Loss is something I was already used to.”
I swallow, and taste razors in my throat. “Why are you telling me now?”
“Because I’d rather get used to being happy with you. You are kind, smart, and I don’t know how you still look at my face after all I’ve done, but somehow you do, and the way you make me feel when you do… I love you, Eliza. I don’t deserve you. But I want to.” He looks deep into my eyes, and a revelation unfurls inside me, sending tingles through me. He means every damn word. I can feel it. “I’m willing to give up partnership at Sugar & Silk. I don’t want to work in a place that you don’t approve.”
I smile inwardly. “I don’t care about Sugar and Silk. That was just silly insecurities.”
He erases the gap between us, his eyes searching for mine. “Well, you shouldn’t feel an ounce of insecurity. If that’s what it takes, I’ll be happy to quit.”
I chuckle, my body finally relaxing, shoulders dropping a notch. “No. I mean… I don’t think you’d ever cheat on me or anything. I didn’t like you were surrounded by beautiful women when we were apart, but us being together makes me feel like we’ve got this.” A crisp sensation of invincibleness washes over me. He’s good at his job, and he loves what he does. I’d never take that away from him, the same way he’d never take away my passion for creating and selling jewelry.
He encircles his arms around my waist, and pulls me to him. “Well, you better believe it, honey. Because as far as I’m concerned, we’ll never be apart again.”
We look at each other, and let the intensity of our gazes colliding do the talking. I love this man. A bubble of hope and joy bursts inside me, leaving a path of goosebumps on my arms and deliciously fast heartbeats. Who would have thought this weekend would last longer than what it was supposed to? I came in with divorce papers in my bag, and leave with full confidence our marriage has just been upgraded. No more hurt. No more doubts. “Now that sounds like a promise I can stand behind,” I say, then cover his lips with mine.
We kiss hungrily, like this is the first time our lips meet one another.
His tongue searches for mine, and he touches my body like he wants to caress me everywhere at the same time, and not waste a single second.
Our bodies plaster together, and we disengage our mouths for a moment, to catch up on breathing, then we exchange another promising glance and our lips lock again. This time, it feels different. This kiss tastes like forever.
