“I can tell by the faraway look in your eyes you’re thinking about something important, my love. Care to share your thoughts?”
Claire lifted her face for the kiss she knew would follow those words. It was soft and sweet and left her tingling all over. Slipping an arm around his waist, she rested against him. “I was just wondering how I lived each day without you.” She felt his lips in her hair as his arms tightened around her. “I existed, Simon, nothing more, before you. It is you that have taught me how to live and love.”
“But there you have it wrong, love. It is you that have taught me. I wake each day with you on my chest and wonder how I could have woken alone for so many years. With you, I am the man I want to be, Claire–your husband and Louis’s father, but more importantly, the man who loves you to the soles of his large feet.”
Claire didn’t brush aside her tears as she would have. Simon loved her tears, especially if they were tears of joy. Looking up into his eyes, she smiled at her beautiful man. “Forever and always, my love.”
THE END.