“I have my ways.”
“It’s wonderful.”
“No, you’re wonderful. Your beauty leaves me breathless.”
“Finn.” I hide my face. He’s been at my side all night, whispering compliments and kissing along my neckline so that I blushed uncontrollably.
He pushes off of the door and walks by me to the cart. Handing me a glass of champagne, he circles my waist with his free hand and pulls me close.
His expression turns serious, and he lays his forehead against mine. “Thank you for loving me. I’ve never taken the time to understand your perspective until tonight. When you walked away from me, I was crushed, but knew I’d find you and fight like hell to get you back.
“But I get it now. If you were shot, or worse, I’d never recover. I’m sorry it took me so long to see your point. ”
“It’s okay. I’m going to be stronger.”
“But you don’t have to be. I’ll request a permanent office job if it means you sleep easier at night.”
Alarms ring in my ears, and I take a wobbly step back. “What?”
“You heard me.”
“You save children, you stop bank robbers, you leap buildings in a single bound… you can’t give that up.”
“For you, I can and will do anything.”
“The man I fell in love with is a hero. He fights with all his heart to do the right thing. I’d never tell him to stop being himself.”
Relief flashes on his face, and he tags me to him, kissing me quick and spinning me so my back is to his front.
“We have so much to talk about.”
“Yes, we do, but most of it can come later. The only thing I need to know tonight is if we’re moving to Virginia.”
His body goes solid, and he drops his head to my neck, inhaling deeply. “We?” he asks, speaking into my skin.
“We. I’m not into the long distance relationship thing. Virginia winters may suck, but I figure you’ll make it up to me.”
“You’d leave?”
“I’d do anything for you.”
He crushes me against him and mumbles under his breath until I’m wheezing.
“Baby, I can’t breathe.”
He bends and picks me up, one arm under my legs, and positions me against him. Both champagne flutes fall to the ground.
“Put me down. You can’t lift me. You’re still recovering.”
He stops walking and twists, eyeing the window and the bed.
“We can be creative, but I am fucking you against that window tonight. The bed, the sofa, the floor, everywhere that will make up for the last few weeks. When we’re done, we’re going to sink into the bed and rest until we go again. You understand?”
“Oh yeah, Hero… You’re on.”
Chapter 34
Finn