Rian POV
Watching her face transform with the most lovely smile, her beautiful eyes lighting with delight made my spirit soar. She loved the butterflies. I knew she would.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Every little action of hers brought me such joy. Every expression in her face made my heart sing.
She’s mine. I’m growing more and more confident that no one will be able to take her from me. She wants me and I want her. Everything else will soon fall into place as long as we both remember that.
“Mine,” I groaned against her lips. “You’re mine.”
“Yours,” she breathed. “I’m yours.”
A sound of deep satisfaction left me, and she moaned with the sweetest voice in response. I meant for us to just talk, to clear the air, but this desire for her, this need to make her mine in every way
