“Then he smiled—a lovely sunbeam of a grin.”
“He grinned lightly at me and I smiled back. Lord I loved this man. His smile was as bright as the sun.”
“I love you,” I murmur, and he smiles his heart-achingly shy smile, and I melt. “I will always love you, Christian.”“And I you,” he says softly.“In spite of my disobedience?” I raise my eyebrow.“Because of your disobedience, Anastasia.” He grins.”
“You smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you.”
“I love you, too,' he whispered, one corner of his mouth lifting into a smile. I grinned back, then kissed him until I felt light-headed and breathless.”
“Catch sunbeams in a mirror! A reflection of a sunbeam can melt an iceberg.”