Page 73 of Intimately Faithful

“Only you, Danny.” She whispered, with a desperate plea in her tone. She clung both hands to the back of his neck and when his eyes flipped open they were dark and filled with emotion. “Say you believe me.”

“That doesn’t matter, sweetheart.”

Her heart sank because it did matter.

She slid herself down to the floor.

“I love you,” she whispered. “I’ve always loved you, Danny. Not a moment when I didn’t.”

Love was enough. She insisted, giving herself a few paces between them so she could breathe.

Love had to be enough if he didn’t trust her.

EIGHTEEN

“She makes me lose my senses and God forgive me, I love it.” - Danny

She followed him out of the room once she had herself under control.

Her bare, silent feet took her across the kitchen until she was flush against Danny’s back.

She felt him tense when her hands, with minds of their own, slid around his waist to rest on his hard belly.

God, she’d missed having the right to touch him like this.

Knowing his body belonged to hers, to do with what she wanted.

She loved the idea of having unfettered access to his body once more as his girlfriend, without having to wait to see if he came to her bed of a night as he had been doing.

Would she ever forgive herself for having this beautiful boy and throwing him away? Breaking her own soul in the process. She couldn’t keep living as only a half of a person, he needed to let her fix it.

Missing Danny never stopped.

Some days in the past she was driven mad with memories running rampant through her mind no matter how busy she tried to keep herself, there he was, dominating her whole life just as he once had her body.

To hear his dark, naughty laugh in her ear while she giggled on his lap and stole kisses.

So many kisses until their lips were numb.

“I’ve missed you, Danny. Have you missed me at all?”

“Aoife….” He said hoarsely, without turning around…the sound was torture and pleasure. She felt his muscles shift under her hands as she held him tighter, pressing kisses to his spine and his hands tightened on the counter. “Many times I thought I was only half living I missed you that much. I’ve waited for you to walk through my door and take my heart back. And here you are.”

Her heart soared. “So much missing. Let me show you.”

Earlier, when he’d reached across the table while they silently ate breakfast together and tucked her wild hair behind her ear, she thought she might die right there in her jam toast.

She wasn’t misinterpreting his small touches, but he still held back.

Every time she glanced over at Danny he was already looking at her.

It was enough to have her belly in a tailspin.

He said he wanted to keep her. Calling Aoife his girl.

But then he held off from giving her all of him.

She was fighting against the current.

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