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I pouted even though he couldn’t see my face “You woke me up”

“I’ you up,” he said and I could feel his s you I’ve got three years ofkisses to make up for, Princess”

Was I swooning? Yes, a bit My heart melted at the sound of adoration in his voice I missed this side of Killian The romantic side who treated me so delicately Three years of hate and I finally had my old Killian back

I let out an involuntary shudder when his strong arm curled around me and his hand drifted up to ently and a whimper escaped past my lips before I could stop myself

“Sensitive?”

I gasped in response when he rolled ers “Yeah More sensitive than they were yesterday”

My husband kissed down my spine before he rolled hs He cuppedbut it was there Visible and slightly swollen with life Killian grinned down at ain God, he was rugged and handsohtly crooked, his eyebrows thick and his lashes long – I was most definitely envious of theh stubble

I got very lucky with this man

“Why are you s like that?” he questioned, eyebrow raised

“Why are you grinning like that?” I shot back

His hands curled around ”

“That was quite cheesy, Spencer”

“I spent three years waking up alone and cold,” Killianany more moments, Mrs Spencer”

I didn’t think it was possible for ht there – his words and the torment in his eyes that he tried so hard to hide – it killed me

“I’m so–”

His lips crashed againstme My lips parted for him and then his taste invaded h my nerves and it felt like every cell inalive

A tender kiss of apology

A slow kiss of forgiveness

A delicate kiss of mercy

I drew in a staggered breath as a phantoht it’d be easy to move on, to start anew – but this was no fairy tale My lies caused both of us indescribable pain and that hurt couldn’t just be forgotten It was forever inked onto the pages of our story, a train wreck of a chapter before finding our happy ending

“Marry me,” he rasped into my lips

Confused, I pulled back “What?”

“Marry ain”