““I want you with me.” Another kiss was placed on my face. “But don’t rush into making a decision. I don’t want you regretting anything.” “We’ll figure it out.” I smiled, soaking in the scent of him, the feel of his slick suit and thick shoulder beneath my cheek. The brush of his beard against the top of my head. Heaven. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Love you.” “You do?” “Without a doubt.” “Good. I love you more though,” I said. Because it’s important in relationships, especially those that felt like forever, to show that you were the better person. Ha.””
