Page 94 of Be My Bride

As I kiss her.

As our worlds crash together

It sends me over the edge.

Glowing as warm as the sun.

I realize, in that moment, where the fullness emerging between us stems from. My mind settles on one word.

Wife.

A friend.

A lover.

A better half.

My heart chose Asia long before I put that ring on her finger. She was mine from the first moment I saw her, a monumental decision made in a split second.

The realization crashes through my defenses like a train hurtling down a track. There’s no use running from the truth.

I dove off this cliff a long time ago.

I’ve fallen hopelessly and deeply in love with my wife.

Twenty-Three

Asia

Strong arms encompass me, holding me in place. My nose brushes up against a tan chest. A strong neck. A solid pair of abs with a light sprinkling of hair.

Pale fingers reach out and smooth my hair, brushing from the back of my head down to my neck.

I’m in bed.

Naked.

With my husband.

But I’m not drunk.

I’m not in Vegas.

And I’m not panicking.

Sunlight warms the top of my head and shines over our intertwined bodies.

Golden rays dance above my thigh that’s trapped between both of Hansley’s.

It falls over his chocolate brown eyes that caress my face so gently I want to cry.

We haven’t spoken a word since we woke up.

We just… laid here.

In each other’s arms.

I’m too afraid to say anything.

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