Page 19 of Kissed By My Roommate

Only the truth.

It’s the only thing either of us will accept in this relationship.

His handsome face turns down in a scowl and fear spikes in my heart. “You weren’t supposed to say it first,” he grumbles at me, his eyebrows pulled together.

“I wasn’t?”

He shakes his head fiercely. “No,” he barks out before he starts moving again. “I was going to say it first, but I was just waiting to make sure you were ready to hear it.”

I find myself smiling at this man, my man. My roommate, but so much more.

Maybe I should thank my old roommate because without her flaking I would have never found this man. I can’t imagine my life without him now. I don’t want to.

“I’m ready to hear it,” I whisper.

Juniper’s scowl lifts and he smirks at me right before he lowers me onto our bed. He kisses me hard, stealing my breath. Every kiss we share feels like the first one all over again. It’s passion and need and forever rolled up into one moment, one singular breath shared between us.

“I love you, Zoey,” he grits out the words. “I’m going to show you just how much for the rest of our lives.”

A smile spreads across my face, the first one I’ve been able to feel all the way to my soul for hours. His words chase away the last of my horrible shift. His words make me feel like the strong woman he always says I am. His words unlock the deepest parts of me, the parts I know will always belong to this man.

He kisses me again and the rest of the world falls away. Their tragedies can’t touch me here. Nothing other than this man’s hands can touch me here.

He doesn’t stop touching me until we’re panting and spent. I fall asleep no longer thinking about the tragedies I had to help people through. Instead, I’m thinking of a future I never thought I’d find.

He’s there in every single one of my fantasies and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The last thing I hear as I’m swept up into the darkness, knowing I’m safe and loved, is Juniper’s low voice, “Love you, Sweetheart.”

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