Every day I asked myself how I landed such a hot boyfriend who loved me so much for just being me. I wondered why he deemed me worthy to let me in past the hard exterior and into his gentle loving heart. Why he wanted me when my own mother couldn’t stand the sight of me.
What did I do right to deserve him?
I felt a shiver rush through me when he brushed his knuckles against my cheek.
“No. I should be the one asking that question,” he whispered, his blue eyes held mine, touching my heart with all the love that shone in them, “What did I do right to deserve you?” He stepped closer, at the same time pulling me to him. I hadn’t realized he had his arm around my waist, or that I stood human in his embrace.
I was human again, but right now I really didn’t care. All I cared about, all I wan
