“You’re a very good man, Liam Allistor,” she teased, lips lifting into a grin. She’d said it before. It meant more now. “I love you, too, you know. I don’t care who you are or what you do or about your money. I just love everything about the man you are.”
She’d already told me. Hearing it while she was fully awake and alert meant an infinite amount more.
“Good.” I brushed my lips against hers. I wanted to take more. Give her more. Give her everything. But like I had to do before, I’d wait. Tonight wasn’t the night, not after her day. Not after Harrison. My dick, slow to get the message I was trying to send it still hardened, but I pulled away from her kiss and settled her against my chest. “We’ll figure everything out, Claudia. And everything will be smooth sailing from here on out.”
It was a promise I’d die trying to keep.
Because Claudia Townsend was a woman worth dying for. I might not have known her long, I certainly didn’t know everything about her, but that didn’t matter. My dad had always told me that the heart wanted what the heart wanted and you were a fool to fight it.
I might have been arrogant, bossy sometimes with a loose hold on my temper. I was also rarely patient.
But damn it, I was definitely no fool, either.
“I love you,” I told her again, kissing the top of her head. “I always will. I promise.”
She leaned up, pushing off my chest and grinned. The first true grin I’d seen from her in days and fuck, it did things to me. “I promise to love you too. Always.”
We sealed our promise with a kiss, thirty thousand feet in the air, flying toward our future. We continued kissing, relishing the moment and the quiet and the past that would soon be far behind us until we landed in New York, and our forever began.
