My breath caught listening to his words. Love was kisses. Love was electrifying and good sex that left you begging for more. Love was cuddles, and snuggles, and a single moment of serendipity. Love was shaggy fuckable hair and J.B.F lips, or the way Finn commanded me, bended and molded me into the woman I would become. Love was strength, beauty, and music. Love was raw emotion that stripped people from their own skin, and being rescued from the pits of hell or risking your own life for another.

The realization set in that love really was Finnley Felton, and I had fallen truly, madly, and so deeply in love with him. So much that sometimes it hurt.

He turned and looked at me. In his gaze, I felt his burning passion of want, need, and desire. Our lips touched, but before we got lost in the moment, he pulled away.

"What is love to you?"

"You," I whispered, and a smile covered his face.

"You'll be the end of me, Miss Downs. You will be the fucking end of me."

"You were the beginning of me, Mr. Felton."

Finnley closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. I wrapped my arms around his waist making sure to not touch his wounds. Then he kissed my forehead and grabbed my hands. I stared into his eyes, waiting patiently for him to speak.

"I'm in love with you and can't live without you. I need you to know that I love you, Jennifer Downs. I didn't know if I would be able to tell you. I would have never been able to live with myself if something would have happened to you. I love you."

Those three words: the ones that could move mountains. The ones that could make a heart stop beating or make another one quicken. Those three words left me speechless, but somehow I found words.

"You make me feel things I've never felt before. I feel like I've loved you forever. Finnley Felton, I love you so much that my words feel insufficient. I can't even explain it."

He smiled, interlocked his fingers with mine, and kissed me. The passion swirled between us, and I wanted nothing more than that. When we finally pulled away from each other, Finnley laughed. He was giddy, and I loved seeing him that way, happy and in love.

"Mr. Felton, sometimes you take my breath away."

"Good." He ran his fingers through my hair and before I turned to walk away, Finnley took his time, but dropped down to one knee. He winced and pulled a black box from his pocket, prying it open with shaky hands. I saw nothing but silver and shining diamonds. I covered my mouth in shock.

"Jennifer Downs, I would be honored if I could take your breath away for the rest of your life. I would love to wake up next to you each day and grow old with you. I promise to love you until my dying day. I swear to protect you and make sure you're safe, argue with you until our throats go raw, hold you when you're sad, kiss you when you're mad, and laugh with you when you're happy. I want to experience life with you, Miss Downs, forever."

I dropped to my knees in front of him.

"Miss Downs," he whispered. "Will you be Mrs. Finnley Felton and love me like tomorrow will never come?"

Love was beautiful. Love was complex. Love was real and incredibly powerful, and at that moment, I had never felt anything as heart shattering as that. I needed him as much as he needed me, and nothing, or no one could ever take that away. Kidnap me, abuse me, say horrible fucking things, but my love would never waver. I might stop breathing, but my love was so powerful that it would last forever.

As I stared into his green eyes, I had no doubt that I was meant to be with him. I belonged to him, and he would finally belong to me. Every path that I had taken after leaving Texas had led to Finnley. A divine intervention brought us together, and I was grateful, and happy, and in love. Love. There was no emotion greater than that.

"I love you, Mr. Felton," I whispered and continued to kiss him. He looked into my eyes and wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and continued to kiss him repeatedly.

"Well?"

"Yes. Forever."

With a shaky hand, he slipped the ring on my finger, and although it felt foreign, it was right. Finnley fucking Felton would be mine forever, and I would be his. Together, we would be one. Together we would be happy. Together we would live the rest of our days.

"I love you more, soon-to-be, Mrs. Felton."

THE STORY WILL CONTINUE WITH NO LONGER WEAK, SET TO RELEASE IN 2014.