I love you.
He didn’t say it. Not quite. But when he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, she felt the words.
And that night, when he made love to her and said her name, it sounded like a promise, like a lovely caress.
I love you.
He didn’t say it. Not quite. But when he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, she felt the words.
And that night, when he made love to her and said her name, it sounded like a promise, like a lovely caress.