Page 329 of Iced Up Love: Part Two
I lean into him, my hands sliding up into his hair.
“I love you,” I whisper back.
He presses one more kiss to my lips before easing back.
Zach steps in next.
His hand finds mine, fingers threading gently before his thumb brushes over the ring he placed there earlier.
His gaze lifts to mine.
Soft.
Steady.
“You’re my everything,” he says quietly.
The words don’t demand anything.
They don’t need to.
“I’ll never let you forget that,” he adds, his thumb still tracing that slow, grounding path over my skin.
Emotion swells in my chest again, warm and deep.
“I know,” I whisper.
He leans in, kissing me slowly, reverently, like he’s memorizing me all over again.
And then Jackson.
He doesn’t rush it.
But there’s a spark in his eyes that never quite fades. His hand slides around my waist, pulling me closer, his grin softer than usual but still there.
“I finally get to wear a ring,” he says, lifting his hand slightly. “About time, honestly.”
A laugh escapes me.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“Yeah,” he murmurs, brushing his mouth against mine. “But I’m yours.”
His kiss deepens just enough to make my breath hitch, playful turning into something heavier, something that lingers just under the surface.
When he pulls back, his forehead rests briefly against mine.
“I love you,” he says quietly.
“I love you too.”
He exhales softly, then glances between the others before his mouth curves again, that familiar edge slipping back in.
“Well,” he says lightly, “now that we’ve all confessed our undying devotion...”
I already know what’s coming.
“Jackson...”
