Page 101 of Saved By A God
“Yeah?” The tenderness in his voice nearly undoes me.
My heart feels too big for my chest as I stare at the man I’ve loved for more than a decade.
There were so many times when I convinced myself this would never happen, that Enzo would never see me as anything more than a friend.
Yet here he is, holding me so tenderly and looking at me like I’m the most important person in his world.
My lips feel dry as I admit, “I think I’m freaking out.”
His gaze softens even more, and the corner of his mouth lifts. “I know. That’s why I’m waiting.”
A shaky breath leaves me. “This is really intense.”
“It is.” The words come out rough and honest.
I stare deep into his eyes, into all the affection he’s never let me see before, into all the tenderness I’ve spent years wishing was there. “How are you so calm?”
Suddenly, emotions flicker across his face.
Agony. Relief. Fear. Love. And something so deep it steals the breath from my lungs.
“I’m far from calm,bella mia.” The endearment sends my pulse racing even faster. His intense gaze drifts over my face again before settling on mine. “I just want this to be perfect for you.”
More emotions flood me, making tears sting my eyes.
For a second, it feels like my heart doesn’t know how to survive the reality that we’re finally a couple and I’m seconds from experiencing my first kiss. With the man I’ve crushed on, no less.
Enzo brushes his thumb over the swell of my cheek, and God, the tenderness in his touch almost hurts.
“I thought I lost you, Rosie.” The confession settles heavily between us. “It was excruciating without you.” I see all the pain he suffered when he thought I was gone. “I never want to live through a day without you again.”
I can’t stop a tear from escaping, and when it rolls over my skin, Enzo gently wipes it away.
The man I’ve loved for half my life is letting me see that the thought of losing me nearly destroyed him.
It feels as if the bond we’ve always shared becomes something sacred, weaving together every broken piece until we’re no longer fractured, but one soul.
“This is me swearing my loyalty to you and only you. I will spend my life guarding and protecting you.” His voice grows even deeper and rougher. “I love you, Rosie.”
He presses a kiss to my cheek, his voice hoarse as he whispers, “I love you so fucking much I can’t function without you.”
My tone is strained with emotion as I look into his eyes and say, “I love you, Enzo. From the very beginning, until the end. There will never be anyone else for me.”
His expression tightens even more, his eyes filled with so much tenderness, it makes me feel treasured.
“You’re my sanity,” he whispers.
I didn’t think it was possible for me to fall any harder, but somehow I do, and the anticipation that’s been building eversince Enzo looked at me with desire tightens until it feels almost unbearable.
Slowly, he leans into me, and I swear I’m aware of every inch of him.
His breaths ghost over my skin, the warmth of his body wrapping around me while his hand tightens in my hair.
The anticipation grows until it feels like it’s a living force, and I swear my heart is one beat away from bursting out of my chest.
God.
For years, I’ve dreamed about Enzo kissing me. I’ve imagined this moment so many times, but none of those fantasies come close to reality, and it hasn’t even happened yet.
