Page 112 of Stolen Kiss

I didn’t know how long we lay like that for. All I knew was I loved the feel of his weight on top of me.

I loved the feeling of safety and security that I got in his arms.

It was as if the biggest, meanest motherfuckers could come at us, and I would be safe because they would have to go through Jensen first, and fuck… that just wasn’t possible.

I loved the feeling of being cared for by someone so strong, the feeling of being able to trust him and knowing he wouldn’t abuse that, no matter what. The feeling of being able to be vulnerable to another person who wasn’t my family.

I loved…

Him.

I loved him.

“Jensen?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“I love you.”

The silence that followed seemed to cause my heart to implode in about a million pieces. I wondered if he could hear that. Because the breaking sounded loud in my ears.

“Let’s go to sleep, okay, baby girl?”

I let out a sigh, closing my eyes just as some moisture seeped out of them. “Okay.”

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