Lana’s P.O.V.
Finally!
Even in that first kiss, a kiss filled with so much passion, so much desire, I knew I had my Jamie back. I had somehow found a way to snap him out of his guilt, out of his dark place, and right back here with me. Making it to our bed, he fell over, making the both of us drop on the mattress, feeling how his body pressed me into the mattress even deeper. My fingers grabbed for the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head, as fast as I possibly could.
“I am sorry baby.” He pleaded again, the one free second his lips had in between our kissing and when his tshirt was being pulled over his head.
“Honey, stop apologizing and just kiss me.” I grinned at him, and there it was. The cutest grin and dimple, there was my Jamie again.
Finally!
“Yes ma’am.” He g
