Page 80 of Bound By Love
When she finished, he carried her back to bed, where she passed out again. On the seventh day, he brought her outside to watch the sunset.
She wore only a knee-length T-shirt, but he swathed her in a warm blanket as he held her in his lap and watched the colors dance across the sky. With her head resting on his chest and her warm body cuddled against his, he’d never felt more content.
Ronan had said he deserved her, and while Saber wasn’t sure about that, it didn’t matter because he would never let her go. He’d almost lost her, and he would spend the rest of his days working to become the man she deserved.
Caro closed her eyes as she listened to Saber’s heartbeat. Her chest still ached as her now bruised ribs continued to heal, but she was alive, a miracle she never could have expected. And she was incredibly grateful for that miracle and the man who saved her.
It had taken her a while to heal and absorb her surroundings again. When she did, she saw the toll her near demise had taken on Saber.
Upon first waking, she discovered that he’d lost twenty pounds since the last time she could clearly recall seeing him. Thick stubble, almost full enough to be considered a beard, lined his normally clean-shaven face.
His hair, which had grown longer while she worked to forge the swords, now fell below his shoulders. She twirled the soft strands between her fingers as she savored his warmth.
She liked the longer hair on him. It wasn’t like he needed it, but it made him appear more menacing. It was sexy as hell.
This man has completely made me lose my mind.And she loved it.
Circles shadowed his cobalt-colored eyes. She’d never seen the haunted look that remained in them and hoped it would go away soon.
Even before Saber told her what happened, how he believed he lost her, and what he’d done to save her, she saw the effects his suffering had on him. He’d also told her about his plan to die with her.
His revelation rattled her; they’d both come so close to death, but she understood his decision. She would have made the same one if their roles were reversed. A vampire couldn’t live without their mate.
She was glad he hadn’t gone the other way and started killing again. Without being told, she knew this man still doubted the goodness of his heart, but she never would.
He’d given everything to save her, and while he couldn’t say it, those actions showed her, more than three little words ever could, how much he loved her.
And she was content with that knowledge as she rested her hand on his stomach. Over the past two days, since she first woke, he’d regained much of the weight he had lost and shaved his beard, but his eyes remained haunted.
Her near death had rattled him, and it would take time for him to recover, but he was getting there. And so was she. She’d spent most of this day awake, and while she was still tired and healing, she felt a lot better.
Which meant it was time to get back to reality.
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“Have you talked to Brie lately?”she asked.
“I called her this morning.”
“How is she?”
“Good. Things are quiet there, the injected are adjusting, and she hasn’t had any more visions about the world burning.”
“Have you?”
“No.”
“That’s great,” Caro murmured. “I bet you received that one so you would reach out to her and start to reconnect.”
“Maybe.”
She lifted her head to meet his eyes. “Really? Do you think it could have been that? I expected you to argue with me.”
He smiled as he ran his fingers through her hair. “I’m sure I’ll argue with you aboutmanythings in the future, but I’ll agree with this one.”
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll argue plenty in the future too.”
He kissed her nose. Caro waited for something more, but it didn’t come. He’d treated her like she was breakable since she woke and did little more than give her quick pecks.
