38. Alice

ALICE

P eace like I’ve never felt before wells inside me, and I find myself shedding tears of happiness for the second time tonight.

“I think I can live with that.” The side of my mouth pulls up in a soft smile.

One of his large hands grips my ass. “Good. Because I can’t live without you.”

I shake my head at the ridiculousness of it all. “People are gonna think we’re being irrational. Or that we’re faking it.”

He pulls me higher, so my mouth is aligned with his. “Let them think what they want. We know the truth. That’s all that matters.”

I brush my lips over his. “There’s still so much to talk about.”

“We have all the time in the world.” He shifts his hips, and I feel him harden beneath me. “Starting with our flight to Canada tomorrow.”

“We’re going to Canada?”

“Yeah.”

“Tomorrow?” I ask.

“Yeah, Sweetness. Tomorrow.” His lips graze against mine. “Anywhere I go, you go, too.”

Proving his point, Michael seals his lips to mine, then rolls us over. Sinking back inside me.