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“I want to know where you see this”—Tate indicated between them—“going. Is this just a quick hook-up to you? Because…I don’t know. I can’t just change my whole fucking life for a night in your bed.”
“How about for two?” Logan remarked flippantly.
“How about you get serious for a moment?”

“You’re happy?” he murmured against my mouth. “With me?”
I pulled back from him just enough so I could look into his eyes. “Happy isn’t a strong enough word for what I am with you.”
Viper’s lips curled, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Such a romantic.”
“Says the man who bought me a piano with angel wings.”
“What can I say? I guess you’re rubbing off on me.”
“Mmm. I do like rubbing myself off on you…” I teased, and grazed my lips over his. “And you? Are you happy with me?”
It was crazy, the way nerves suddenly flooded my body then, even though I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt what Viper felt for me. I still wanted—needed—to hear him say it. To confirm that what I felt for him was in every way reciprocated. That he couldn’t live without me any more than I could live without him.
Still, it felt like a thousand lifetimes passed until he spoke, and when he did, his voice was low and more serious than I’d ever heard him.
“Angel, if tonight was my last night here on earth, even heaven couldn’t fucking top this.”

It was there, in the middle of the night in the City of Angels, that I fell headlong into a forever I never dreamed of. […]