Robinson

“I can’t win with you, can I?”

“That’s all this is to you. It’s all I’ve ever been to you. One big game you can’t win.”

“You’re carrying my last name, kitten. I already won.”

“You make me laugh, smile, and feel like I’m living again,” I confessed, needing her to hear the truths I’d been living with. “You make me want to be a better man. Do you have any idea how much you affect me? From your eyes, to your ridiculous fucking giggle, to the way you calm me. You fill this void, a hole in my heart that existed after my parents died. No one has ever been able to come close to how I feel when you’re in my arms.” I paused to let my words sink in. “For years I tried to break that hold you've always had over me, but I couldn’t. And the truth is, kitten, I didn't want to let it go. I didn't want to let you go. Because

at the end of the day, I got to know what it felt like to be in love with you, and I wouldn’t change that for anything.”

“You always had me questioning everything I believed in, and it hurt me as much as it healed me,” he openly affirmed. “All I know is I

want, need, crave you in a way I’ve never had for anyone else. I can’t imagine a life without you in it. I’m struggling with the reality that maybe you’ll never love me the way you used to, but don’t think for one second I’ll ever stop trying to make you feel that love again. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.”

“If more than one life exists, I pray that in my next life we’re together again.”

“I’ll find you in every life, Belle Hawkins. Our souls are connected.”

She beamed, and I spoke with conviction…

“You’ll forever be my second chance rival.”