Page 165 of Bone Deep
“And your stupid giant heart.” I suck in a breath.
“Trying to love me.” His eyes immediately water.
“And I've done nothing but push you away.”
“Spence, I understand—”
“No.” I shake my head again. “The problem, Ryan...” My voice breaks. “...is now I have to recalibrate everything. My plan. My here and now. My future.” I laugh through the tears. “Hell, even my past.”
Ryan's eyes shine.
“Because I have to accommodate the fact that I'm completely fucking gone for you.”
Ryan freezes.
“I am so gone for you that I blew past 'in love' months ago.” His eyes widen. “And my stubborn ass refused to admit it.”
Silence. A beat passes. Two.
“You love me?” A massive smile spreads across his face.
I look toward the ceiling. “Oh God.”
Ryan starts laughing.
“I'm going to regret this, aren't I?”
“Youloveme.” His smile gets bigger, brighter, more Ryan. “Youloooveme.”
I groan. “Yep. Knew it.”
Ryan Beams.
I start laughing because there’s no resisting his oafish charm. Then suddenly he's stepping closer, pulling me into his arms, pressing his forehead against mine. And for the first time in years... everything feels right.
“Ourcondo.”
I blink. “What?”
Ryan grins. “You said I took overourcondo.”
I hum. “Well that’s what it is.”
His face lights up like someone plugged him into the sun. Then he whispers, “I'm going to kiss you now.”
I nod against his forehead.
“And I'm never going to stop kissing you,” he says, low and dirty. “We have a lot of kissy time to make up for.”
I groan. “As long as you don't call it that, I’m good with it.”
Ryan starts laughing, then his mouth is on mine again.
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