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You're the reason I believe
In every vow I say
Take all of my tomorrows
They're yours, and only yours
I’ll love you through the silence
Through the battles and the storms
I’ll give you all my always
And every “I still do”
Take all of my tomorrows—
They all belong to you
Take all of my tomorrows…
They all belong to you
The air around us settles with comfort, warmth, and love.
His voice comes quiet. “It’s called ‘They All Belong to You.”
“Again,” I whisper, and he restarts it.
I listen to my notes paired perfectly with his lyrics. I soak it into my soul, allowing it to settle me, to give me the ease those notes had always been intended for, and absorbing the depth of the words.
West tenderly rocks me to the beat of our music. The song we wrote together. Him and me. An unbelievably perfect match.
And in this moment, I am convinced nothing can come between us.
CHAPTER 42
“Morning, sunshine.”West tickles my toes.
I pry my left eye open, seeing him standing beside the couch, grinning down at me.
“I’ve got fresh coffee,” he whispers enticingly.
I stretch and sniff, and he presents a cup. Wiggling up, I grab the mug and take a welcoming sip. “What time is it?”
He cups my cheeks and gives me a quick kiss. “Seven.”
Last night in the dark with the fire glowing, everything had been intimate, secretive, hidden. Now, in the bright daylight, it’s all almosttooreal. I take another drink of coffee, hoping to mask my morning breath.
I survey his fresh clothes and wet hair. “You showered.”
“Yes.” He sits down on the couch and slides my feet into his lap.
I’m curious how we slept together the whole night on this couch, and he got up and showered,andmade coffee, and I didn’t wake up. That’s not like me.
“Last night was awesome,” he says.
Yes,it was.
