Page 47 of My Salvation

“Lost what?”

“My heart. I’m so in love with you it’s scary.”

His hands around her foot froze.

Peeling one eye open, she saw he was staring at her. “Priest?”

“I don’t offer much. I’m Head of my House in name only.”

“I don’t need much,” she waved her hand about. “We have a house already. And I’m the Head of my own House, so it would be greedy of us to have two, right?”

She felt like she was tap-dancing between tipsy and drunk, and it felt wonderful after the day she had had.

“I’m just a unit warrior,” he continued.

She sighed happily. “I know, so fucking sexy.”

She felt him gently begin to pull her body toward him until she was nestled comfortably between his legs. She leaned back and enjoyed the feel of his arms around her.

“I’m not the strongest or the fastest. I don’t have any political clout or witch powers. I’m not really fae or a shifter,” he admitted quietly.

She exhaled impatiently. “You are you. That makes you mine because you are you. You make me smile, and nothing seems to get you down. You have a blue smudge, but that’s okay. I can make you happy.”

“Blue smudge?”

She nodded, noticing her head felt heavier. “It’s always in the same spot, even when you’re laughing. It’s weird.”

“I’m weird?”

“No, it’s weird.”

“Cas, listen, okay. I’m not the best choice of warriors, but I swear it on my life I will always put you first. I will deny you nothing and try to make each day better than the one before.”

“I know, that’s why I lub you.”

“Lub?”

“Yes, all the lub.”

He sighed. “I wonder if my mother knew the wine would be this strong?”

“I’m not drunk, just happily…hmm, blurry.”

He chuckled. “I’m happy too, my love.”

When she snuggled back against him, she felt evidence of his ‘happiness’ currently poking her lower back.

“Is it supposed to be this easy?” she asked.

“What? Becoming mated? I don’t think it’s supposed to be hard.”

“I feel like we used a cheat code.”

“No, we just know that life is short and to grab happiness when you can.”

“Grab happiness, huh?” she turned and wrapped her hand around his hard length.

His breath left him in a long hiss. “Cas, baby, you’re tipsy.”

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