Page 102 of Intrigued By You
He led me away from the party to the east side of the lake. The band’s music floated on the breeze, muted by distance. I rested my head on Joz’s shoulder as we stared at the moon’s reflection on the water.
“This feels unreal,” I whispered.
“It’s real.” He kissed my temple. “You’re mine. Officially, finally, forever mine.”
“And you’re mine.”
“Us against the world, Spitfire.”
He bent his head, and his lips closed over mine. His hands framed my cheeks, steady and sure, and I melted into his body. When we broke apart, he pressed his forehead to mine.
“Ready for forever?” I asked breathlessly.
He smiled. “I’ve been ready since the day you walked into my life.”
Hand in hand, we turned back toward the lights, toward our family and friends, and toward the life that was waiting for us.
