I smack his hand playfully. “You’re crazy.”
“Crazy for you.” He smirks.
“And still cheesy, I might add.”
“Well, you knew that from the beginning.” He winks.
“That I did. You were a cheeseball from day one.”
“I can’t help it. You bring it out in me.”
I smile warmly at the man before me, my love for him overwhelming my senses.
I hold Deacon’s gaze for a moment before I return to the bracelet to look at the rest of the charms—a Ferris wheel, a paintbrush, a fire hose, and a heart. Each charm brings up a meaningful memory for me as I’m sure it does for Deacon as well.
I grab his jaw and pull him into a closed-mouthed kiss. “You are so sweet. Thank you, Deacon.”
Deacon slides his hands through my hair and places his lips against mine, tickling my tongue with his. “Each one of those cha
