“Of course. If we visit, maybe those two can also put their battle-axes aside and try to get along.” I wink.
“Doubt it, but I’ll poke Luca with the idea every once in a while,” she replies. “Anyway, good luck!”
She jumps inside and closes the door, and I wave her off as the car veers through the woods, back to the road.
When the dust has settled and all that’s left are the sound of birds, I take in a deep breath.
For the first time in a long time, I feel like I actually made a choice. And the mere thought makes my heart sing and my cheeks glow.
I turn around and run back to the cabin across the gravelly sand, letting go of everything I once thought I wanted, everything I once thought was right.
Because nothing feels more right than being here with him.
So I smash open the door and step inside.
Liam’s sitting at the table, and he looks surprised to see me. Like he genuinely thought I’d join my sister and go back to my parents' house.
“You asked me a question at the hospital.” As he scoots back his chair, I walk to him, and I position myself between him and the table. “You asked me if I would stay.”
He scoots closer again, narrowing the gap as he grabs my hand and presses a kiss down onto my skin. “And?”
“Isn’t the answer obvious?” I reply.
His brows rise in an arrogant manner. “Just as obvious as the fact that I want to hear it from your mouth.”
I smirk. “Yes.”
He leans in and grips my waist, lifting my shirt to expose my belly button. “So my cabin is now your home.” He leans in to plant a soft kiss against my skin. “Mine.”
“Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?” I muse.
“Oh, I’m not asking anything, Jas,” he groans, pressing another sultry kiss to my belly. “I’m demanding.”
I blush and gasp when he pushes the fabric up. “Wait, Liam, you’re still healing.”
“I don’t care,” he says, pressing a kiss just above my pussy while looking up from underneath his eyelashes. “Are you mine?”
“Yes,” I moan as he plants another kiss just a little bit lower.
But suddenly, he leans back and looks into my eyes as he gets off the chair and sinks to the wooden floor, planting his hands firmly on the ground.
“What … are you doing?” I mutter.
Why is he on his knees in front of me?
He lowers his head and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. “There is nothing in this world I want more than you. I’d die for you, and I almost did. And I would make that choice again and again,” he says. I hold my breath as he speaks. “But what I cannot live with is the guilt. For making you come here. For using you. For betraying your trust. For hurting you.” He peers up into my eyes. “I am begging on my knees for your forgiveness.”
Chapter 39
Jasmine
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Tears instantly spring into my eyes.
Not only has he offered me his life to apologize for the things he’s done but he’s also now groveling for my forgiveness too. And my heart is overflowing with love.
So much that I grab his face and lean over to press a kiss to his lips. “I forgive you,” I whisper against his lips.