“Lie down, love” I say gently.
She moves her body slowly and I can’t take my eyes from her as lays back.
I settle over her slowly, one hand braced beside her head whilst the other slides gently along her thigh, drawing her closer beneath me.
And then, I stop. Because suddenly the weight of this moment hits me all at once.
Nell looks up at me, flushed and beautiful, her hair spread wildly across the pillow, lips swollen from my kisses.
Mine.
The word crashes through me so hard my chest physically aches with it. I stare at her and every version of her I’ve ever known seems to exist at once.
The little girl who followed me everywhere with a book tucked against her chest.
The shy teenager who never realised how incredible she was.
The girl who looked at me like I hung the moon even wh
