Page 70 of No Fear
“Did I hurt you?” His dark blue gaze turned wary and concerned as it skittered over her, “I swore I wouldn’t hurt you and I…”
“No. No. It was perfect, Remy. You’re perfect. I love you so much. Thank you.”
He snorted, “Are you thanking me for fucking you, Rach? Really?”
She smacked his chest, “Thank you for loving me.”
“You don’t have to thank me for that either, babe. It’s easy. You make it so damn easy to love you. It’s the one thing in my life that’s never been a fight. From the moment I met you I knew I had to have you.”
“You do. You have me.”
“And I’m never letting you go.” He kissed her nose and then rolled them so she was resting against his chest.
Rachel tightened her hold on him and closed her eyes, praying that was true. Because he was right, things between them had come easily. The easy friendship that sparked from the easy attraction that had so easily turned into this relationship. They’d been playing house for a week because it was so easy to fall into each other, to trust each other and be there for each other. She only prayed that when she told him the truth, when she came clean and things got hard, that all of his sweet words would still stand true.
