Fate

"After he died, I saw you at church. On your knees, crying, heartbroken." He said, running his fingers through her hair. "That's when I knew I needed to wait."

"You... why?" Her chin wobbled. "Why would you wait for me?"

Deep, fervent purpose sparkled in his eyes like burning coals. "Because I've inked you in my mind far deeper than any tattoo on my body. I'd have to rip my soul out if I wanted to get you out of my head."

His words stirred her heart. It was far, far too intense than any proclamation of love. It was a proclamation of obsession. "Was I worth the wait?"

"You are." He rested her forehead against hers, breathing her air. "Nothing gives me more peace than knowing that you're mine. In my bed, in my arms as my wife."

He kissed her deep and slow, all the way down to her neck. His hand slid under the shirt to cup her breast. She moaned, throwing her head back. A layer of shivers coasted her entire body as he took off her shirt, exposing her.

Gently, he pushed her back on the