She smiled, and it was one that he knew she believed him, that what he said was the God’s honest truth.
Even if he did keep his cold, hard and domineering attitude toward others, with Sorcha he showed her another softer side. She was the only one that had made him see who and what he really was, and that he didn’t need to be a motherfucker all the time. It had started that week he had her, and over time she’d kept showing him that a good woman could make a beast of a man human.
“You’re only like that with me,” she said with a smile, and an almost distant, whimsical note in her voice. “Because you love me.”
He grinned, grabbed her behind the back of the neck, and pulled her forward for a kiss. After several long seconds of kissing her senseless, he whispered against her mouth, “Only with you, baby. And yes, I love you so damn much it makes me think one of these days I’m going to wake up and realize this is all a dream.” And with that he pulled her on top of him, wrapped his arms around her body, and told himself he would never let her go.