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“Oh my God, I can’t believe this,” I blurt out. “You feel the same way I do?”
“Believe it,” he says in a solemn tone.
His confession echoes in my ears, sending me soaring like an eagle.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
He loves me.
Unimaginable pleasure bursts through me like a geyser of pure happiness.
“I foolishly hoped you would feel the same way, but hearing you say it—”
Levi silences me with a kiss.
When his mouth takes mine, it steals all the air from my lungs. His hand cups the back of my neck, molding to hold me better as his lips own mine, igniting blinding desire between us.
Fuck. He can kiss.
I’m woozy.
Nah. I’m drunk on this man.
“You ruined kissing any other man,” I tease when he breaks our embrace.
“It’s a good thing because there’s no way in hell another man will ever kiss those lips.”
My mega grin matches his.
“I’m okay with that,” I state.
“Dinner and drinks can wait,” he says, his mouth carving a path along my jaw. “I need to feast on your heavenly body—one inch at a time.”
“The hell with food,” I joke.
He stands up with me wrapped around him like a koala bear.
I never want to let go of this man.
“I love you, Jules,” he repeats, peppering kisses all over my face. “You're my whole world.”
“I love you too, Levi.” My voice catches over the words, and I give in to the intense elation taking over me.
Being with Levi feels like the missing piece of my soul I’ve been searching for has eventually slotted into place.
