“Winchester Boyd, you’re my everything. My fire, my tender warrior, my brilliant partner.”
“Aw, I love it when you go all mushy on me.”
“I’m not mushy,” I say, putting the deep growl in my voice I know she loves. “Okay. Only a little. Only for you.”
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You aren’t allowed to apologize for loving me so well.”
I swallow. “Who said anything about love?”
James leans closer, his brown eyes darkening as his pupils dilate. “I did. I am. I love you, Winchester. Maybe you’re not ready to say it in words because this is fast, but I feel it.” James removes his hand from the wall and taps his chest, right over his heart. “I feel your love in all the things you’ve done for me.”
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James drops his gaze to my lips. “Especially that. I want to wake up every morning and kiss that smart mouth of yours. And I want to go to sleep the same way.”
My heart has decided to stop doing its job and is now beating erratically, making me feel short of breath. “What about the middle of the day?”
James’s nostrils flare, and he puts one hand on the garage beside my head, caging me in. “All. Day. Long.” His gaze trails from my eyes to my lips and right back up. “I want this, Winnie. This back-and-forth. This … thing we have. It’s life to me. It’s everything.