Chapter 45

Chris didn’t know how long he’d been lying awake beside her. She was curled into his body and sleeping, with good reason. By the time he’d carried her up to bed, she’d done a very thorough job of tiring them both out.
She looked so innocent in sleep. His. The word kept coming back in his mind. She was finally his, and each time he looked at her, he couldn’t believe it. How he had managed it, he still wasn’t sure. He did know he’d spend the rest of his life making sure she was happy. He wanted to hold her like this every day, every night, every morning.
He let out a slow breath and kissed her softly. Would he ever not feel like if he turned his head she’d disappear? He didn’t think so.