“Rachel,” he said quietly. I opened my eyes and he leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on my mouth. “I love you. So damn much. I thank God every single day that we found our way to this place together. There is nowhere in this world I’d rather be than right here, right now. With you.”

“God, Maggie.” He whispered, leaning forward, capturing my mouth with his. “I love you more than anything. With everything that I am.” He answered me. Okay, I was done for.”

“I love you. You are my life.” He placed my hand over his heart. I could feel it beating erratically beneath my palm. “Feel that? It’s yours. For now and always!”

“But Rachel, every time you hurt, I hurt. Particularly, when I'm the cause of it. I've been aninsensitive jerk. But I need you to know that you are all I can think about. That you give me freakingbutterflies in my stomach. That when we're together I feel like...”“Cloud walking.” Rachel grinned.”

“Don't start this immature shit, please. If I gave a damn about any of those girls would I be here right now?”

“Do you need to hear that I haven't stopped missing you for one single since we broke up? Do I have to tell you that my heart hurts with how much I love you?”

“I meant what I said, Mays. I love you. So damn much. And you'll wake up in the morning and realize you threw away something fucking perfect for NOTHING!”