“Yeah. Yeah, I do.” His lips brushed over mine. “I think I fell in love with you the moment you said you thoroughly enjoyed crepes.”

I laughed as tears, the good kind, filled my eyes. “Really? It was the crepes that made you fall in love with me?”

“They had something to do with it.” He kissed me softly. “And so did your sweet ass,” he added, and then I laughed again. “Your smile had a lot to do with it. So did your strength. And your kindness. Everything about you actually.”

“Wow,” I whispered, resting my forehead against his. “That’s all very sweet.”

“It’s the truth.” His hand slid into my hair, holding it back from my face. “I love you, Abby.”

With my heart full of love and my mind empty of all fears and concerns, I threw the sheet back, pushed him over, and climbed onto him, straddling his hips.

Colton grinned widely. “I like where this is heading.”

Laughing, I placed my hands on his chest. “You know what?”

“What?” His fingers skimmed my sides.

I leaned down and kissed him. There was barely a space between our lips when I spoke. “I’ve dreamed of you for so long.”

Colton picked up my hand and brought it to his mouth, kissing my palm. “You don’t have to dream anymore.”

My lips curved into a smile.

He was right. I didn’t have to dream anymore.