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“You’re back,” he blurted out.
“Of course. I promised I would,” she said softly.
Laying the blanket on the floor, she beckoned him to her. He was like a wounded animal whose trust had been broken one too many times. But as he looked at her with so much love and adoration, she realized how precious it was that he’d givenherthat trust.
“God, please don’t let me screw this up”,she whispered to herself. Lucero’s words rang in her ears and the fact that shewastaking advantage of him. Maybe he didn’t think so in the moment, but that didn’t take away from the fact that she should have never come to him in the first place—at least not like this.
He took a seat by her side, letting her clean his injuries. She did her best to tend to them, applying healing ointment and bandaging the more serious ones. When she was done, they both lay on their sides, Raf’s arms wound tightly around her.
“You’re tired,” Noelle noted as his eyes kept fluttering closed.
“No. I’m not.” He shook his head, clearly fighting with himself to stay awake.
“You need to rest, Raf.”
“No. Because when I wake up, you’ll be gone. I can’t let you go,” he said emphatically. “I refuse to let you go.”
“You know I’ll be back. I’ll always come for you, my strong, strong man,” she whispered as she peppered kisses across his jaw. “Please get some rest. You must have worn yourself out with all of this destruction.”
“No,” he repeated. “I can’t close my eyes—Iwon’t.”
Noelle pursed her lips, realizing she wasn’t likely to get him to listen to her.
“Raf, you need to be strong for me. The only way we can make it out of here together is if you’re strong and healthy.”
“I know,” he sighed. “But I can’t risk losing more time with you. God, Noelle, you have no idea what you are to me—what youmeanto me.”
Lifting her leg and settling it on top of his thigh, he moved closer to her, rubbing his hard shaft between her legs before slowly pushing into her. He didn’t make to move, or fuck her. He just kept her glued to him, his entire length buried inside of her.
“I want to stay like this forever. Just the two of us.” He brushed the hair off her face, his thumb lightly caressing her lips. “You’re my other half,” he whispered.
“Ah, Raf,” Noelle’s throat clogged up with emotion as she scooted closer to him, allowing him to slip deeper inside of her. “Your words warm my heart like nothing else.”
“That’s what I want to do for the rest of my life, pretty girl. Warm up every single part of you. Hold you close to me and protect you from all the dangers in the world. But I can’t… I’m locked in this fucking prison and I can’t do anything and God… You have no idea what that does to me or how much it hurts.”
Tears stabbed at her eyes as she regarded his beautiful face, made even more beautiful by the love and worry she saw in his features.
“I want that. I want that so much.” She smiled. “But for now it’s my job to protect you, and I swear to you, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure we both get out of here. Alive. And once we’re out…”
“Promise me you’ll be mine. That you’ll marry me and be mine forever. I don’t care that you already have a husband. I’ll fucking kill him myself and make you a widow just so I can have you all to myself. So you’ll carry my name and have my children—ourchildren.”
“That’s a promise I can easily make,” she laughed softly. “I may be married but you know it’s in name only. I’ve never even seen myself as married to anyone but you. In my heart. You’re the only one I recognize as mine, Raf—my heart, my husband, my everything,” she declared effusively.
“Tell me more about this life we’ll have,” his voice dropped a notch as he let out a yawn. His lids were so heavy he could barely stay awake.
So Noelle told him everything she envisioned for them in the future. How they would move somewhere remote, away from the entire world—a place in which it would only be the two of them. They would have a simple life, but full of love.
She described mundane activities that ended with a tight embrace and precious lovemaking. She told him everything she’d been dreaming about since she was fifteen. And as he slowly went to sleep, she continued to cradle his head to her chest, holding onto him tightly as silent tears made their way down her cheeks.
By God, she would make that future a reality. She’d fought too hard for their happiness to settle for anything less than that.
She stayed with him until the early hours of the morning, still holding him in her arms, just as she held him inside of her, feeling him to her very soul.
But then it was time to leave, and though she’d promised herself she would stop coming, she knew it was a promise she couldn’t keep.
He needed her, and she needed him.
But that didn’t mean that Lucero’s words didn’t weigh heavily on her mind.
