His eyes crinkled. I was done for, even without hearing his answer. Those crinkled eyes got to me every time. “This is headed to forever; forever on the back of my bike and forever in my bed.”
My breathing slowed for a moment and then I whispered, “Forever.”
He continued to smile. “Yeah, forever baby.”
I reached up and touched his cheek, tracing the skin just under his eyes. “Crinkles,” I said.
“What?” Confusion crossed his face.
“Crinkles. I love it when your eyes crinkle like that.”
“I love you, sweetheart,” he murmured, leaning in close for another kiss.
I love you, too.”
I’d never seen him coming; he’d worked his way into my life and my heart, and I knew that we would be forever. Scott didn’t give his love easily, and I sensed that once you had it, you had it forever. And it was a fierce love; one that would hold strong through anything that life threw at us. Like I said, I’d never seen him coming and I sure as hell wasn’t letting him go.