She wrinkles her nose at me again, and then bites her bottom lip. "I was going to tell him about us today. I called him a few times."
Why does that send my heart into overdrive?
"I love knowing you were going to tell him about us," I admit.
"I don't want to hide either, Jax." She turns her body in the seat until she's facing me. "I want everyone to know that you're mine and that I'm yours. I'm tired of running."
God. I never knew how incredible it could feel to have her say that I'm hers. That she's mine. My heart expands. My dick hardens. My whole body lights up with electricity, makes me ache to claim her in the Biblical sense.
"Brave little rabbit," I murmur, kissing her hand again.
"You make me want to be brave," she whispers to me, her eyes locked on my face. "You make me feel like everything is going to be okay. I needed that, Jax. I've been so damn afraid that I was going to lose you once you knew how I felt about you."
"Never," I promise her. "You'll never lose me."