"Tell me when and where to be and I will be there," he promised, his lips brushing lightly across her knuckles. "Nothing in the seas will stop me."
He didn't look at her. He couldn't. She would look into his eyes and see how much sitting here was killing him. The small light touches and declarations of love just weren't enough. He wanted more. He wanted to feel her body and soft skin next to his and the two of them getting lost in a haze of love and lust.
One day this woman would be the death of him, but until then he would happily follow her to that death.
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