“Is it always like this between us?”
I am drowning in a sea of blue as Dutch’s eyes soften. “Yes.”
I don’t need to explain what I mean because he gets it; he gets me, and that has nothing to do with the heart beating inside his chest. Misha’s heart may give him life, but that isn’t the reason I…love him.
I love him because he completes me in ways I don’t understand.
I suddenly hear music and when I look at the musical inspired tattoos on his body, I know that music comes from Dutch. I feel like I’m falling in love with him all over again and nothing has felt more beautiful.
Falling in love is a magical experience. So to be able to do it twice—I won’t waste a single second.
The leather whines under the blade as I hack at it quickly, but it just doesn’t seem to want to budge.
Dutch su
