Page 172 of Time with Mr. Silver


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“I promised you infinity, Rose. And I meant it. Even if you never forgive me, I will never stop. Months, years, decades… I will love you through them all. Because time itself will run out before my love for you ever will.”

I open my mouth to speak. But the words in my heart aren’t the ones that come out.

“Come with me. I want to show you something.”

The walk to the top of the hill takes us an hour with only a flashlight for guidance. And by the time we reach the top, the first light of a new day is beginning to color the sky.

“Dad used to bring us here as kids. It’s where he told us that our troubles would seem smaller from up high,” I say, pulling Dax’s hoodie around me as I turn, and he comes to stand behind me, looking out over the horizon.

“It’s quite something.”

“Yeah,” I agree as orange bursts up behind the distant hills like the flames of a bonfire, signaling a new day, burning away the past.

I turn to Dax and look up at his face. “Sunrise number ninety-three.”

His expression is tense as he looks at me. “Yeah.”

I take a deep breath, pulling my bottom lip into my mouth. My heart flutters from the way he looks at me. No one else stands a chance.

Even if they were given infinity to try, they would never be Dax.

It’s all I thought about as we walked here. How it will only ever be him for the rest of time.

And infinity is a long time not to forgive someone.

Especially someone who you love.

Especially someone who the thought of living without makes you feel like you might physically retch. Like you’d cease to have any kind of meaningful existence if they weren’t a part of it.

“I love you too.” I blink, new tears threatening to form in my eyes. It’s like the gates have well and truly opened for them now. “I promised you every sunrise. And you’re getting number ninety-three, because I love you too. And I’m still mad at you for lying to me. But I understand why you did it. And I’ll probably go wild and smash something up if you ever lie to me again.” Dax places his hands on my hips and pulls me toward him, his eyes glittering. “But I love you too. Time with you did something to me. Because I’m not the same now. You changed me.”

His eyes caress my face as he matches my smile with his own soft one. “I didn’t do anything besides falling for a girl with virgin skin and a smart, fiery mouth.”

“You did so much more than that and you know it.” I place my palms on his chest, splaying my fingers out over his heart through his t-shirt.

His grip on my hips tightens, and he pulls me against him. He pauses for the briefest moment as if seeking permission. And I lean closer, giving it without words. Then his hands are on my face and in my hair and curling around my neck as he kisses me with a force that has my knees buckling.

And I kiss him back with everything I have.

I kiss away ninety-two days of separation. Ninety-two days of pain. A ceiling full of popped balloons and lost sunrises.

And as I kiss him, I welcome every day with him I will get from now on. Each one that I will cling on to with both hands and be grateful for.

Dax holds me as I grab fistfuls of his hair, parting my lips and welcoming his tongue inside my mouth, his teeth against my lips and his groans into my body, as he kisses every bit of air from me until I’m gasping against his lips.

“I love you, Sunbeam. I love you so fucking much.” He trails hot kisses up my jawline, allowing me to catch my breath, as his mouth reaches my ear, and he whispers, “Let me show you. Please, Rose. I’ve been dying more each day without you. Ineedyou.”

My agreement is an incoherent nod as desire thrums through me from the sensation of having his hands and lips on me again.

“Words, Rose,” Dax murmurs against my neck. “Please say it.”

“Y-yes. I—” I moan as he sucks on my neck at the same time as he slides a hand up underneath my camisole and circles my nipple with his thumb.

“It’s not enough,” he groans into my neck, pressing his groin against my hip so I can feel just how badly he’s missed me. “I need you to say all of it.” His voice is heavy, laced with pain and regret.Desperate.

He needs me.

A soft moan leaves my lips as he pulls me closer, until his erection digs into my stomach.

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