“ Thank you for last night.” Rick said quietly. His blue eyes were serious, even if there was a half-smile on his face.
“Thank you for last night.” I replied.
“I mean it.” He said. “ You’re everything I want in a woman. I think you are just what I need, Jessie.”
Melting against him, I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I’m glad. I enjoy pleasing you. I want to help you. However I can — work, or otherwise.”
His smile widened, and I could tell he was pleased by my words. Then he grew solemn again. “One thing, Jess…”
I raised my eyebrows enquiringly.
“I don’t like to share.”
“Few men do.” I grinned. “Besides,” I added truthfully, “I don’t want to be with anyone else.”
He toyed with my hair, eyes wandering over my face. “I’m glad. I want you to be all mine.”
Then I sat up on the kitchen bench next to the stove. Rick fed me one of his pancakes, which were awful, and I told him so. He kissed the syrup off my lip, and we were lost in each other for a while longer.
“Are you mine?” He murmured in my ear, as my legs wrapped around his waist.
“Yes,” I answered wholeheartedly.