Page 121 of Heartsmashed
“Oh yeah?”
I wrapped my arms around him, still unable to believe I got to do that. That he was mine. “It started in a hotel lounge with a terrible misunderstanding and a man who looked at me like I was worth the trouble.”
He cradled my face, sweeping his thumb over my bottom lip. “You were. You are.”
“I know.” I grinned when he arched a brow. “Hey, I can accept compliments now, thank you very much.”
The elevator dinged, but neither of us moved right away. Instead, Beckett gazed into my eyes, those hypnotizing cobalt blue eyes I always got lost in, and said, “I love you, Sawyer Montgomery.”
AndGod. That still got me every single time.
I kissed him right there in the hallway, uncaring of the staffers roaming all around us. Hell, the world could be on fire and I wouldn’t care, not as long as I was wrapped up in Beckett’s arms. My favorite place in the whole world.
“I love you too,” I said against his mouth. “Even though you’re making me learn basketball.”
“You meanespeciallybecause I’m making you learn basketball.”
“You just wait; I’ll get you back when it gets warm enough to make a visit to Duchess.”
He laughed, the sound warm and familiar as we stepped into the elevator and Beckett pulled me into his side like that was where I belonged.
That was the best part. Somewhere between the heartbreak and the mess, between the wrong guy and the right one, I’d finally found someone who stayed. Someone who chose me. The man I chose right back.
As the elevator descended, Beckett wrapped his hand around mine again, steady and sure, and I wasn’t at all worried about what came next. I already knew the answer.
It was coffee in the morning. Basketball I still didn’t understand. A wild family who was there through thick and thin, and a beautiful man beside me who loved me exactly as I was.
And for once, the future didn’t feel like something waiting to fall apart.
It felt like something I couldn’t wait to run toward.
