Crave

“Become just my wife. Nothing else. Just mine.” He’s teasing again and this time his words don’t hurt.

This time, his declaration fills me with so much love I know he’s the man for me.

“Only if you become just my mine too,” I say with a smile.

“I already am,” he admits. “You own me, Ivy. You own my heart. There’s no one else I’d rather belong to.”

I kiss him, unable to stand it any longer, my heart and soul completely transformed when I hear him whisper two simple words.

“Just you.”