Four-Letter Words by Evans, Gabrielle (top 10 books of all time .txt) 📗

Thane felt as though his entire being had shattered, fragmenting into a million jagged pieces. When Zasha opened his eyes and looked up to meet his gaze, those tiny pieces of him began to reform, molding him into someone better and stronger than he had ever been.

For Zasha, Thane would be anyone—do anything—the man required of him. He’d move mountains, redirect rivers, and pluck the stars from the sky if Zasha needed those things to be happy. “I love you, lieveling.”

A gentle smile curled the corners of his lips, and Zasha reached up to trace the curve of Thane’s jaw with his fingertips. “I never believed in love. I always thought it was something silly and foolish, an excuse for people to do awful things and call them noble reasons.”

“And now?” He already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear what had changed Zasha’s mind.

“Love is everywhere,” Zasha whispered. “It’s so intricately woven into the very fabric of time that there is no hope of escaping it. I thought love couldn’t be seen, but I see it every time you smile. They say you can’t taste love, yet it still lingers on my tongue.” He paused, pushing up on his elbows to lick at Thane’s lips. “I thought if I couldn’t touch love, it couldn’t be real.” He pressed his hand to Thane’s cheek and caressed the skin with his thumb. “Yet here I am, holding love in the palm of my hand.”

Thane didn’t have Zasha’s way with words, and he had nothing so poetic to offer in return. All he could do was speak the truth and hope it was enough. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you. I’m still not even sure that I do. I just hope you never realize that, because I don’t know what I’d do with you.”

Chuckling under his breath, Zasha leaned up for another kiss as his fingers threaded through Thane’s hair. “I love you, too.”

It was more than that, though.

Zasha had rescued him, not just from that well, but from himself. His mate calmed his mind and soothed his heart. He was Thane’s sunlight after the storm, the warmth that surrounded him in the cold.

The man was everything he liked about himself, and the reason to change all the things he didn’t like. Without love, a house was just a dwelling. It didn’t matter where they lived, though, because Thane had already found where he belonged.

Love was just one way he could describe Zasha’s importance in his life. It was a big one, and he certainly loved his mate, but as they lay flesh to flesh beneath the moon, there was one other four-letter word that seemed more fitting for the moment.

“Forever and always, Zasha, you are my home.”

THE END

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Gabrielle Evans grew up in a small town in southern Oklahoma. We are talking one red light that may or may not work depending on the day of the week. She married her high school sweetheart and the rest is pretty much history. They have two very active boys and one high-strung wiener dog that keeps her constantly on the go. For now, she parks her car in central Indiana, but who knows what tomorrow will bring.

Gabrielle believes in love at first sight, falling hard and fast, taking chances, and grabbing your happy-ever-after with both hands. Most importantly, she believes that a great cup of coffee can cure anything.

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