Beloved in His Eyes (Angel's Assassin #2)(47)

“You love me?” she echoed, hopefully.

His lips quirked slightly. “I was waiting until you were more comfortable with my past, but I fully intend for you to become my wife.”

“Your wife?” she asked, her eyes wide and twinkling.

He scowled. “Of course.” He brushed a lock of her hair from her cheek. “But I mean it. I want you to understand who I was and what I have done.”

She lifted her chin. “It doesn’t matter. Your past means nothing to me. Only the present and the future.”

“But you can’t forgive Damien. How can you forgive me?”

“You didn’t murder my father. And I don’t love him.”

Gawyn stared at her. He longed for her acceptance and her love. He ached for all of her. “I don’t want you to ever regret the decision to be with me.”

She stroked his cheek. “I love you and if you love me, there is nothing else to ask for.”

Slowly, Gawyn grinned. She was amazing. And beautiful and intelligent. His heart filled with joy. “Then we’d best hurry to the cottage before I toss you to the ground and have you right here.”

She giggled and turned, rushing through the tall grasses toward the cottage.

Gawyn watched her for a moment, happiness cresting inside of him. She admitted she loved him. She would be his wife. He started after her, slowly at first, but then he was running.

It was all he had ever dreamed of.


THE END