John said nothing, but pursed his lips at the mention of her former fiancé. She laughed at the foolishness of that notion.
“Still jealous, are you?” she teased.
“No,” he said, his expression gentling. “I think I’ve made you mine quite thoroughly.”
She stood and slid into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing a kiss to his lips. “And that was just last night.”
He laughed, but his eyes still held worry. “No, it isn’t Stenfax who concerns me. I have only been working as Gray’s partner in his businesses for ten days. I am being left in charge and I can’t help but wonder if I’ll cock it up entirely.”
She nodded, understanding him entirely. “Gray wouldn’t have left things to you if he didn’t think you could handle it. He trusts you.”
“Somehow, after all the lies, yes,” John said. He threaded his hands into her hair, cupping the back of her head gently. “This new life, it is all because of you, you know.”
She smiled. “And are you happy with it, my love?”
“Happier than I could ever express,” he whispered. “And I am also truly, madly, deeply in love with you.”
She leaned down so he could kiss her again, drowning in the power of his love and all the joy it brought her. This was her husband. This was her life. This was her bliss. Forever.