Chapter Twenty-Nine

Sophie

"Raphael"

"Yes, cara."

"I'm hungry."

"I made you hungry" He chuckled, his voice arrogant. I poked his ribs, and he pushed me beneath him, feeling his weight; I will never get tired of feeling his weight on me. He smiles at me, that beautiful smile that belongs to only me; I smiled back, comfortably basking in his attention.

I loved this man. I remember saying it to him in the heat of the moment, and I wish I could blame the heat for saying those three words, but I cannot. I meant exactly what I said. I loved him.

Knowing he would break my heart should have been reason enough to push him away to protect my heart, but I did not. I pulled him to me and reveled in his weight.

I loved everything about him. His height, his beautiful face, his arrogance, his leadership, and his strength, which I have relied on and taken advantage of a few times.