Bunny was it for him, had always been the one that got away. He might not have gone after her, which had been a fucking stupid ass move, but they’d both made mistakes, and the past was just that … the past. “Be with me, Tank,” she whispered, her head now resting on his chest, her hands wrapped around his biceps. “Let’s pretend all this time hasn’t passed.” He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back gently so she was forced to look at him. “Nothing matters except now, Bunny. Okay, baby?” She nodded and smiled, and the sight of that small gesture slammed right into his heart. “I love you so fucking much.” He couldn’t stop the words from coming out, but he also didn’t care if they made him look like a pussy. He loved this woman, and fuck anyone else that tried to say he was weak because of it. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her tightly and rested his chin on the crown of her head, just enjoying the moment of actually holding her.
