“I’ll always love you,” she whispered as she leaned in close to him.
The little smile on his face was completely his, sexy in such a sublime way. The very first thing that drew her to him. She could stare at it for hours and it still gave her butterflies.
He sighed in his sleep.
“I forgive you for everything. You know I can’t stay mad,” she said. “She didn’t mean anything to you and I’m just glad it’s over.”
She laid awake for a few more minutes staring at the ceiling. As she drifted off she laced her fingers in his.
“Just don’t ever do it again because I’m running out of places to bury them.”