Page 95 of Obsessive Love

"Honestly, neither do I," I tell him, rubbing my hands along the corded muscles on his back and kissing the tattoos on his chest before resting my head on his arm.

"Now that you're no longer married to my brother, can we start planning our wedding?"

I scoff and shake my head.

"I'm not getting married again any time soon."

"That's okay, I can cope with that, but just know that when we do get married, I'll be taking your name."

I draw back, peering up at him in the darkness of my room.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. I know Rossi is my mother's name, and my father took it because it was more powerful than his, but he ruined it for me. Think he tarnished it for both of us. I'd like us to be the King's instead. Kaleb and Sophia King. See, it sounds good, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it actually does," I whisper, smiling at his rambling words.

He squeezes me against him, nuzzling his head into my neck and lightly kissing my skin.

"I've remembered more of that night, you know?"

I hum in response, too distracted by his soft kisses to give him a verbal reply.

"I remember you telling me that I made you fall in love with me," he says, tangling his hand into my hair and massaging my scalp as he continues to assault my neck with kisses. "Did you mean it?"

"Of course I meant it," I tell him, softly. "I felt something between us the first night we spent together, and once I realised that I was married to your brother, I tried to bury all of my feelings, but thankfully, you were very persistent and after a while, I couldn't stop myself from feeling things for you."

"When did you realise you loved me?"

"Probably a while ago, the night of the accident cemented it for me. The thought of not having you in my life was terrifying and the fear, the concern, and every other emotion swarming my body that night made me realise that I was in love with you."

"I knew I'd get you to fall for me eventually,dolcezza."

Epilogue

Kaleb

Two Months Later

"Do you think we have enough food?" Myra asks, taking another batch of banana muffins out of the oven and setting them down on the small counter space we have left.

"I think we have plenty," I tell her, chuckling as my eyes scan the amount of food surrounding me.

"There's definitely enough, Myra," Sophia says as she walks into the room dressed in a flowy purple dress. "Go and get ready. I'm sure my mother and Jess can help me take some of this stuff outside and set it up for you."

"Oh, don't be silly dear, I can do it and then I'll be sure to make myself scarce."

"Myra, you're joining us for the party. We all know he'd love to see you. You were one of his favourite people whilst he was living here, and he'd definitely want to thank you for making all of this food for him."

"Well, okay then. I'm not sure how I'd feel though about being part of the event and not helping to run it," Myra tells us, glancing around at all of the food she's prepared this morning,

"Well, if you feel like you must do something, you can prepare the drinks for everyone outside. That'd also be really helpful, considering you're the only other person who knows our little secret," I tell her, smiling softly.

She nods, smiling brightly and her eyes drift over to Sophia who's taking one of the chocolate chip cookies from a plate and shoving it into her mouth.

"Yes, of course. I'll be right back."

As Myra hurries out of the kitchen, I walk over to Sophia, gently wrapping my arms around her waist and resting my chin on her shoulder as I breathe her in.

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