Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
“I’m sorry I asked you for a divorce,” I said, a stray tear sliding down my cheek.
He caught it with his thumb. “That was just a piece of paper, Jessie. It didn’t mean anything in here.” He tapped his chest, right over his heart.
This man.More tears spilled over my lids.How could I have ever lived without him?
“I love you,” I told him. “I love you so much.”
“I know, baby,” he said, wiping the moisture from my face. “I know.”
This time, I kissed him.