“That was fucking amazing,” he said.

She smiled. “I know.”

“Babe, you know you’re mine, right? That I’m not going to let you go.” He moved so that his face was near her face, and she turned to look at him.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not one of your past boyfriends who don’t know how to treat you. I know what you want, and we’re good together. I care about you a lot, Bella.”

“I care about you, too.”

Her heart started to pound. It wasn’t exactly a declaration of love, but after a couple of weeks, even she questioned her own feelings.

“We’re together.”

“We are?”

“You bet your sweet ass, we are.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “I was hoping you’d know it from this trip alone. You’re mine, and I’m yours.”

“We belong to each other?”

“Yes, and that’s the way it’s going to be.”

He eased out of her ass, and she watched him walk toward the bathroom. They were together.

It was like all of her dreams were coming true. She was finally falling in love, and had met a man who liked her for herself.