Page 209 of Delicious

The bit of doubt quieted the moment I saw his face.

The sheer affection on his features erased any fears.

“Henry, I’ve been smitten with you for a while now,” he said. “Every damn thing I wrote in those notes was true. How you light up the room, how you’ve captured my attention from the first day I met you. And I love your enthusiasm, your ridiculous rambling, your sass and attitude. So yeah, you’re mine for as long as you’ll have me.”

My throat tightened. Fuck. He was the damn sweetest.

“And you’re mine too,” I whispered, my heart thudding as hard as a snare drum.

He leaned in and brushed his lips to mine, and I sank into the taste of him, the comfort, the way he lit me on fire. When he pulled away, a smile played on his lips that made me want to kiss him all over again.

“You’re going to regret this Monday when I’m disgustingly PDA at work,” I said.

Jacob snorted. “Bring it on.”

Gratitude seared into me. The loneliness had been getting the better of me lately, and Jacob had come in and chased it all away. As much as the idea of a secret admirer had thrilled me, and the guessing had been fun, the reality was so much better.

I couldn’t believe how lucky I’d gotten.

If I could’ve picked who the secret admirer had been out of anyone on earth, it would’ve always been him.

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