Emma POV
I heard the voice I adored.
I heard him tell me that he loved me. I felt his lips on my neck. I felt his nose running up and down my jaw.
If this was death, I would welcome it with open arms.
I opened my eyes slowly, and a bright light made me shut them down again. I prepared myself for the light and opened my eyes again.
I was in a room. I was lying in bed. I glanced to my left and saw his hair. His head was buried in my neck, and he was telling me how much he loved me again.
Goddess, I missed him so much.
“I love you too.” I said quietly.
I felt him freeze, but a second later his head snapped up, and he gasped loudly.
“Baby.” he cried out, staring at me wide-eyed.
“Hi.” I said, trying to give him a small smile.
“Oh, Goddess, Emma.” Logan said as he grabbed my face and pressed his lips on mine.
His taste invaded my mouth. His smell invaded my senses. I was in paradise, and I didn’t want to leave.