“Babe,” he says with a small smile on his full lips as he shakes his head. “You
called, I answered. You needed me, I was there. No matter what, no matter
how much time has passed, I’ll always be there when you need me. I’m yours.
Always have been,” he pushes himself off the couch and slowly stalks toward
me with his head lowered but his hungry eyes on mine. I didn’t realize I was
walking to him too until we’re standing in front of each other. He wraps his
hand around the back of my neck in a possessive hold and pulls me to him,
making me crane my head back to look into his eyes. “Always will be.”
―
Haley Tyler,
Killing Calm