It’s like looking at tombstones in a graveyard.
I’ve never cried in my adult life, but I think I’m about to break that record.
Watching my face with shining eyes, she says softly, “Don’t you dare look at me with pity. I’m not a victim. I’m a survivor. I’m alive. There are millions of other women just like me who weren’t so lucky.”
I exhale a disbelieving breath. “Lucky.”
“Yes,” she says vehemently. “And grateful. And determined I’ll never waste another second of this life I won. So get your Irish ass over here and f**k me, or I’ll divorce you so fast, it’ll make your head spin.”
Later on, I’ll look back and realize this is the exact moment I fell in love with her.
But for now, I simply obey my viper’s command and take her back down to the bed.
23
RE Y
ying on top of me with the le
