He reached for my hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed my fingertips. "I love you.
I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If i can have that, nothing else matters.
You’re my wife, Eva. I don’t care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night.
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You’re not the only one who can get possessive. I’m very proprietary about what’s mine.
I couldn't imagine that I'd ever fall in love again like I had with Gideon. For better or worse, he was my soulmate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.