Will ran a finger over the pile in her palm, the stones reflecting the light around them, pulsing as if alive. “So Mario wasn’t that stupid after all. Fairly innovative hiding spot.” His gaze lifted to hers, and softened as he stroked a strand of hair from her face. “Full circle, Jade. Do you see it?”
“I had them all along . . .” She marveled over that as Will pulled her onto his lap, careful with her aching ribs, holding pressure to her head wound. “And now I have you.”
“And now you have me,” he agreed huskily, pressing his lips to her temple.
She grinned foolishly. God, he was so pretty. And he was hers. But then she sobered a bit as the next thought sneaked in. “For how long?”
He looked into her eyes, making her realize she’d spoken out loud. “You should know, I’ve never felt like this about another woman. Never.”
Her breath caught at the way he looked at her. Held her. “I’ve never felt like this, either. But we started so fast . . .”
“We’re not going to burn out,” he said fiercely. “It started out strong—it’ll stay strong.” With sweet care, he cupped her face. “Which means I’m all yours.” He kissed her as a Coast Guard cutter glided through the choppy water toward them. “For as long as you want me.”
For a good long time, she thought with a sigh. A good long time . . .